https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/251720420/0/0 Scroll through here for character Bios. -------------------------------------------------------- (Atop the spiked metal walls surrounding the scrap city of Altair, Michael and Liam chill, looking out at the barren wasteland outside the city.) Michael: *sits back in a patio chair and takes a deep breath as the hot desert sun hits his face. After trying to relax for a minute, he opens his eyes and looks over to Liam, speaking out in a soft and friendly tone*. "Are you alright man? You have that expression again like a storm is brewing in your head." Liam: *sitting cross legged on the metal roof a few feet away from Michael. As Michael asks his question, he puts his hand up over his face to block the scorching sun and responds with a monotone voice*. "The tournament coming up of course, it's every year. Tell me you didn't forget again...." Michael: *shrugs at Liam and closes his eyes with a smirk*. "Of course i didn't forget, I won last year." Liam: *chuckles under his breath*. "Heh, yeah. The competition wasn't that hot last year, but this time, I'll be participating." Michael: *sits up in his chair, surprised at Liam*. "You're gonna test your hand at the tourney? Getting tired of going out into the wasteland to scavenge for garbage loot are ya?!" Liam: *stands up and dusts off the back of his shorts, stretching his arms with confidence*. "Dude, you aren't gonna win this time around, I heard that some of the strongest fighters in all of Altair will be participating." Michael: *looks off to the side away from Liam in disgust*. "Tsk, where were these people last year....." Liam: *walks over to Michael and slaps him across the back of the head*. "C'mon, let's go find Lee for all the info. I'm sure that buffoon knows everything by now." Michael: *quickly gets up out of the chair and grabs his equipment next to him*. "Alright fine. I'm pretty sure he'll be near the bounty board, he's always there." (Over at the center of town where all the markets and entertainment houses are, Lee is standing at attention in the center of the sandy streets next to a running water fountain, watching all the residents as they make their rounds, making sure the peace is kept.) Lee: *adjusting his footing as his legs grow tired of standing all day*. Ah, thankfully another peaceful day." (As Lee utters those words to himself, he spots Michael and Liam walking over to him through the thickness of the crowd.) Lee: *sighs in discomfort*. "Dang....i spoke too soon..." Liam: *walks up to Lee and leans back, holding his belt buckle, speaking out with sarcasm*. "Sup Lee, catch any rodents going through the trash today? Heh." Lee: *annoyed expression as he nods at Liam*. "Liam.." Michael: *slaps Liam's chest*. "You don't always have to mess with him you know. His work is appreciated in these parts." Liam: *stands up straight and looks up and down Lee*. "How can I not make fun? Dudes barely got any abilities." Lee: *ignores Liam and turns all his attention to Michael*. "Did you need something of me? I am quite busy as you know." Michael: *speaks to Lee with a serious tone*. "Yes, Liam and I were curious if you had gathered info on the upcoming tournament?" Lee: *smiles brightly in excitement*. "Of course! I've got all the info ready to go!" Michael: *monotone voice*. "Greaaat, mind if you can tell us?" Lee: *holds his hand out towards Michael*. "3 gold coins." Liam: "guh! 3 gold?! Dude, do you even know how hard it is to get 1 gold coin?" Michael: "it's alright Liam, I've got bank." (Michael hands over 3 gold to Lee like it's nothing but pocket change.) Lee: *puts the gold into his pocket and looks back to Michael*. "So, as you know the 16 participants in the tourney will be bracketed out as usual for the rounds. 4, 4, 4, 4, winners of brackets move up to the final round and stuff. However, I heard from a secret source that Reign-Beaux is gonna have 3 items for the champion this year." Michael: *curiously looks at Lee*. "3 items this time? That can't be correct, it's gotta be like a choice of the 3, we can't just have all 3." Lee: *shrugs*. "Well, you already know that last year was the Acheron sword, that you won Michael." Michael: *looks down at his sword that is sheathed at his waist*. "Mhm..." Lee: "And lastly, there's this new dude that came into the city just recently, has this gas mask and big ass claymore on his back, looks pretty menacing. Heard he's gonna be fighting." Liam: *smirks at Lee*. "Are you gonna be fighting?" Lee: *adjusts his shirt neck and looks back at Liam with confidence in himself*. "I am, scared?" Liam: *chuckles and pats Lee on the back*. "You're messing with the big boys man, try not to get hurt." (Liam walks off, still chuckling to himself.) Lee: *looks down at the ground in disappointment*. "If only i was born with stronger ability levels..." Michael: *places his hand on Lee's shoulder*. "Do not dwell on the issues you cannot control, it will only do more harm than good. C'mon let's go get a drink together and check out the brackets list, I think they are gonna update soon." Lee: "That's right, I forgot it updates at midnight." (Michael and Lee head over to the local bar and entertainment center where the brackets will be updating soon.) End of Part 1.