A dozen men and women had the fortune to witness a battle worthy to be song by the realms' most reknowned bards and poets. The events that transpired on this day had many stare in awe, others trembled in their boots and more cheered for victory. It is said that two titans, both masters of battle and warriors no whole-army would wish to face dueled to the death outside of Shadowdale. Raman of Rashemen, known for his tremendous strength and his incredible deeds on the battlefield fought none else than the feared Zhentarim Captain: Murcer Westscar. One on one, allies to one side or the other standing aside as the two warriors -- one striving for law and order through oppression, the other fighting in the name of freedom -- jumped at eachother's throat in what would be defined as everything but an honorable duel.
Even if two opposites, the randomness of the slaadi and the chaos of the thunderstorm raged in both of their veins. There was no insult, no exchange of death threats. The Rashemi's eyes just flared with excitement at the prospect of facing a worthy foe. They charged eachother, the two berserkers were fast, brutal and efficient. The only sight of the fight dissuaded most to try to join one side or the other - it was between them and them alone. The clashing of their swords caused the ground to shake, steel against steel, might versus might. Blood flew from them both like a river, receiving and giving back blows that would slay a giant.
Slowly, the Rashemi started to gain the upper hand, overpowering the Zhentarim Captain with sheer strength. One side believed freedom had won the day, the shackles of oppression only as strong as their weakest link. However Westscar was no rusted iron, he was a pair of shackle on his own, cold iron reinforced with adamantine. As the Rashemi came to strike the finishing blow, the Zhentarim's falchion transpierced him through and through. Stuck on Westscar's blade, the berserker, insane with frenzied bloodlust, strode forth, pushing himself all the way up to the handle of the sword. Perhaps as a final insult, Raman headbutted Murcer before collapsing on the ground, vainquished.
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