Oppel walked into the temple of swords awaiting a challenge. He felt it was time to continue practising with his sword and knew this was the right place to do it. He entered an arena and reached for his sword, and as he pulled it out the shimmer of light that reflected off of it shone throughout the arena. He began twirling the sword in his hand, as a taunt. He had gotten quite good at taunting with his sword, for he liked to see the expressions upon others' faces when he used them. As he sword twirled in his hand, he stood still awaiting a real challenge.

Veronna came into the arena with her two scimitars out already "Hello Oppel" she said with a smile. She watched the sword in his hand and sighed "You could get your head cut off in a second Twirling your sword like that, if your are doing that in a real battle. Or you might poke your eye out" she smiled again this time with laughter.

She walked into the middle of the arena and stood ready for him "When ever you want" she said. It was about time she was visted by another god, though she had never talked to him before it was nice to see a face like his.

Oppel smirked too, "do not mistake me for a fool," he chuckled, "I am not one to slice off my own head or my eye." He stopped the twirling of his sword and clasped onto its hilt. Letting out another smile, he slowly began walking towards the drow. He knew this would surely be a challenge, but one that he was up for. He smirked yet again as he crept closer and closer.

Veronna watched him with intreast. She was happy to have a challenge but she wasn't sure it was going to be in this mage. "One thing, no magic or you will regrate it" she said with a slightly evil smile.

Veronna started to walk around Oppel. She was going to give him the challenge he was looking for. She had got done sharpening her scimitars about an hour ago so they were nice and sharp.

Oppel grinned as he watched Veronna move around him. He raised his sword as he pulled out one of his fighting knives with his free hands. He gripped onto it and stared at it, while keeping a part of his look still upon Veronna. He contemplated the choice to gather the forces of nature within his oaken saber, but decided not to as she had requested no magic. But, he would have probably have to, seeing how a mage was fighting a true warrior... He looked at Veronna and tucked the knife back away onto his belt. He stepped forward with one footand held out his sword pointing it towards Veronna. "Ready? He asked.

Veronna was smiling and saw that Oppel favored magic but he still would be OK to fight. She trilled her scimitars just to get the feel real quick. "I always ready" she said.

She quickly looked around the place just to see if anyone was there. She then turned to Oppel "You go first" she smiled again and watched. She wondered what he would use first. But which ever move she was ready and she knew he wouldn't use magic.

(Sorry it's a little short...)

(lol its alright)

Oppel gazed at Veronna menacingly. With a sly smile, he began walking towards her. when he was within a few paces of her, he lifted his sword knowing he was to make the first moves. He stared into her eyes before he dropped his sword and swung forward while readying himself for and possible retalliation to his open side.

Veronna smiled at him. Her scimitars out and ready for him. He came at her and she was ready. As he swung inward she hit it hard with one of her blades then with the other she swung inward at him.

She was happy to be fighting someone knew for a change, and well she thought this was going to be intreasting.

(That was really short... Sorry)