DUEL 2 NEWSLETTER
Date : 01/28/2015 Duedate: 02/10/2015
MURSKA ARENA
DM-35 TURN-740
This Weeks Top Honors
THE DUELMASTER IS
KATHANA
HOUSE JHEREG (42)
(35-3553) [11-6-2,108]
Chartered Recognition Leader Unchartered Recognition Leader
FIXED DRINK KJC
FOOT OF PRIDE (396) KHORS PRAETORIANS VX (391)
(35-4529) [18-2-0,122] (35-4355) [0-1-0,5]
Popularity Leader This Weeks Favorite
OISIN FIXED DRINK
CHILDREN OF LLYR (141) FOOT OF PRIDE (396)
(35-4439) [19-29-0,86] (35-4529) [18-2-0,122]
THE CURRENT TOP TEAM
HOUSE JHEREG (42)
TEAMS ON THE MOVE TOP CAREER HONORS
Team Name Point Gain Chartered Team
1. HOUSE JHEREG (42) 68
2. FOOT OF PRIDE (396) 18 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
3. CHILDREN OF LLYR (141) 13 Unchartered Team
4. KHORS PRAETORIANS VX (391) 5
5. 4-LETTER TUMS' (407) 0KHORS PRAETORIANS VX (391)
The Top Teams
Career Win-Loss Record W L K % Win-Loss Record Last 3 Turns W L K
1- 1*4-LETTER TUMS' (407) 10 2 2 83.3 1/ 1 HOUSE JHEREG (42) 11 4 0
2/ 2 HOUSE JHEREG (42) 384 257 29 59.9 2/ 5 WEIRD STUDENTS (214) 7 8 0
3- 3 SHINING PATH (379) 26 18 3 59.1 3/ 3 FOOT OF PRIDE (396) 6 7 1
4/ 4 BATTLEAXE STAMPEDE (395) 13 10 1 56.5 4/ 4 CHILDREN OF LLYR (141) 6 9 0
5/ 5 FOOT OF PRIDE (396) 116 93 10 55.5 5- 2*4-LETTER TUMS' (407) 3 0 1
6/ 6 CHILDREN OF LLYR (141) %1082 %1379 34 44.0 6/ 6 BATTLEAXE STAMPEDE (395) 2 3 0
7/ 7 WEIRD STUDENTS (214) 18 25 0 41.9 7- 7 SHINING PATH (379) 1 0 0
8/ 0*KHORS PRAETORIANS (391) 0 1 0 0.0 8/ 0*KHORS PRAETORIANS (391) 0 1 0
'*' Unchartered team '-' Team did not fight this turn
(###) Avoid teams by their Team Id ##/## This turn's/Last turn's rank
TEAM SPOTLIGHT
The plan was as elegant as it was simple.
Kathana cleared her throat, sat back on the couch with a dark glass of Tamber
Boyd in hand and considered the variables. A fire complained loudly in the
fireplace; some hardwood that popped frequently while burning had been the foundation
of the blaze. The warmth it generated on this cold night more than made up for
noise. The random "pops" danced a cadence with the steady "schicks" that Vilmos
provided by whittling one of the spare pieces of firewood; the harmony to the melody,
as it were. Oddly, Vilmi never bothered to keep anything he whittled, eventually
looking solemnly at the end product for some time at every angle before tossing it
into the blaze with a grunt.
Howling Wolf was a busy man. He was known to manage talent all throughout the
land, including Talcama, Niania, Ardivent and, well, Murska. According to her
sources, it had been some time since he had last been seen in Murska. And yet, he
managed to distribute strategy--as well as the occasional assassin--to cities across
Alistari. While it was possible he had some magical means, be it device or inherent
magical skill, to connect with and instruct his stable of talent, it would be
unlikely. Alistari was inhospitable to magic, at least the populace tended to be,
often with laws on the books to foster and support that inhospitality. "Occam's
razor" as Vlad had said. No, most likely, Howling Wolf relied on the intrepid and
intractable Alastarai Post to communicate with his teams, just as Vlad and other
managers did.
Taking a sip of her wine, she cleared her throat and stared into the fire,
absently fingering the missive Vlad had gotten from Trump a ways back upon Vlad's
initial return to Murska with her. Vlad had headed off to Sunset in response to that
communication, in such a rush to find a coach to go and see his old friend that he'd
left the communique behind at the table. Almost by instinct, Kat had picked it up
and pocketed it. After all, you never could be sure who might make use of written
information carelessly left sitting around. "Saches and Nephews" the stamp on the
parchment had read, indicating one of the countless contractors that made up the
Alistari Post.
* * * *
The preparation had taken weeks. Jenicor had fairly leapt at the chance to be
of service in the endeavor. After all, Neera e'Lanya had been a dear friend before
Howling Wolf's cowardly assassin had rearranged, and in some instances exposed to the
cold Murskan air, Neera's internal organs. Some exploratory surveillance, followed
by confirmation surveillance, led to a "chance" introduction and drinks with Shevan
Tscheshi who, being the third of four nephews of Olje Saches, was, as luck would have
it, the regular courier for all written communications headed to the Foot of Pride
guildhouse via the Alastari Post.
* * * *
"Well?" Jen had demanded a week ago, eyeing the studious woman behind the
counter. She--the woman behind the counter, not Jen--could have been a librarian or
mortician from her drawn expression, pursed lips and thin eyebrows as she studied
both the handwriting in, and seal on, the letter at great length, both with the naked
eye and a curved glass device of some sort. Her hand twitched oddly as she did so.
A fine set of quills sat on the counter, along with several pots of ink. Parchment
of varying degrees of quality rested in neat sections of shelving behind her.
Likewise, blocks of cut wax were stacked in a careful pattern. Her hair in a tight
bun, the woman turned the letter over and set it down on the counter with an air of
finality and looked steadily at Jen.
"Well what?" asked the woman, whose name--for very good reason--escaped Kat to
this day.
"Can you do it or not?" Jen spat.
The woman snorted in reply.
Holding herself answered, Jen slid a second piece of parchment she had carefully
written, with Kathana's help, across the counter to join the folded message. She
followed this gesture with a similar sliding of things that went "clink."
"I'll expect it Endweek," she said quietly and, not awaiting a response, made
her way back to the guildhouse.
* * * *
Kat cleared her throat and glanced at her timepiece. "Pops" and "schicks"
filled the void.
Without looking up from his work, Vilmos said "Would you like to talk about it?"
"It's about damn time you did me the courtesy to ask," she replied crossly.
"Would you rather I left you alone?"
"No!" she answered, perhaps a little too quickly. He pretended not to notice as
he stood, eyed his carving, grunted and then tossed it into the fire.
"Is there anything else constructive to be done?"
She considered carefully as she looked up at him. "No, I don't think there is."
"Then now is the time to worry. Would you like company walking over to the
arena? It's rather late."
She drained her wineglass and stood, taking the big arm he proffered and
repressing a shiver. "That would be lovely, yes, quite."
* * * *
"You've got to be kidding me," Turning Back muttered, eyeing the instructions
from Howling Wolf. "This can't be right," he added, throwing down the parchment
angrily.
Fixed Drink exchanged glances with A Man, shrugged with his eyebrows and said to
Turning ,"You would do well not to question his orders." Those same orders had
arrived in this morning's post, just before they were to head off to the arena
fights.
Danny Boy looked equally shaken. "What did we do wrong? I'm at a sixty-six
percent win record, for Nuala's sake!"
"Speak for yourself, parry-boy. I'm at seventy-eight percent." Turning Back
looked both angry and distraught. In disgust, he threw down the carefully scribed
parchment. It was clearly Howling Wolf's handwriting and the signature was a spot-on
match.
A Man stirred and growled. "I don't see what you're whining about. He has
other plans for you. That's it. We can't all go the Isles. So you'll just go and
do something else in the Organization. As far as the fight itself, we've had the
same arrangement with the Dark Arena commissioner since time out of mind. Some
goober beats on you, you fall down and play dead, the organ grinders put you on a
stretcher and haul you out. You get up, come back to the guildhouse and lay low
until we get further instruction."
"Don't make this more than it is," Fixed Drink added.
Turning Back looked over at Danny Boy, who obviously shared his displeasure.
"There'd better be a good explanation for this."
* * * *
Kathana leaned on Vilmi's shoulder as she watched the Dark Arena fights begin.
Turning Back stalked out, holding a longsword at the ready with another strapped
to his back. Even from her distance, Kathana could feel the tension in his
shoulders. Across the sand, to the delight of the Murskan citizens, a feared Black
Orc stepped out onto the sand. With a wicked curved blade in one hand and a
shortsword in the other, the Orc was clad in scaled armor. A helm covered its
features. Kat could have sworn she saw the Foot of Pride warrior pale somewhat at
the sight.
Good.
Turning Back waded into the Orc right at the signal to start the duel, driving
it back, ever back, opening wound upon wound through its scale armor. It looked like
he had something to prove which, she supposed, he did. As he beat the Orc down to
the sands, a single drop of cold sweat trickled down the back of her neck to
enthusiastically greet the cold chill that was suddenly rising up her back. Criminy,
what if he won? She hadn't even considered that possibility though she had faced
him, and easily lost, on the sands before.
Just when things seemed to be over for the Orc, from its position on its back in
the sand it grabbed Turning Back's ankle in its paw and yanked suddenly to upend the
warrior. Turning Back hit the ground with a whoosh as the air left his body and he
stared with a growing sense of concern at the now upright Orc towering above him,
despite the Orc's modest 5'8" stature. With nothing else to do, he winked at the Orc
and, as the Orc raised its scimitar, waited for his chance to play dead. He got it
immediately.
It took the Mountain Troll, another Murskan citizen favorite, nearly six minutes
to reduce Danny Boy to pulp. Danny had looked ready to concede the fight at the
Troll's first mighty swing, but his tune had changed as that massive swing struck
home, shattering one of Danny's legs. From then on, Danny had desperately crawled
away from the Troll as the latter casually followed and made the most of the
opportunity.
Kathana was not displeased. She was still watching the organ grinders gather
parts of Danny when Vilmos nudged her out of her reverie.
"Let's go," he said meaningfully as he glanced over at the Foot of Pride
warriors in the stands. "Nothing left to do here."
With a shiver, Kat nodded sharply and stood, leaning on Vilmi for the long walk
home.
+ ]H[ + ---:--- + ]H[ The Mountains of Night ]H[ + ---:--- + ]H[ +
It was a night with no moon, and no stars. Not the kind of night that welcomed
a returning traveler. Huw ap Huw, once a gladiator of Murska, stopped where his path
crested the last ridge and looked down on the valley that held the Welgin Tei and
Murska. A few lights showed in the town, looking as far away as the stars, and a
lace of white foam shimmered on the river.
Not enough light to descend the hillside in safety. Huw touched the unlit
lantern he carried, then took his hand away. Better to wait for dawn, or even to
attempt the path in the dark than to announce his coming with a light. His memory
suggested a cluster of rocks that nearly formed a cave somewhere off to his left. It
would do to pass the rest of the night in. If it wasn't already occupied. He
shifted his grip on his staff and tapped the ground in that direction like a blind
man, feeling for the edge of the cliff, the rocks, the cave, anything that might be
there.
"You're too far to your right."
He froze, his other hand going to his sword.
"Relax, if I wanted you dead, it would already have happened."
"True enough, I s'pose," Huw admitted. "What are you, a dwarf, or an elf, to
see in the dark?"
"Does it matter?"
"It might."
There was a brief silence. "Elf. Andorian, though I haven't been back there in
years. My name's Arzian. You?"
"Huw. From here originally, well, from the woods just north of here." He
advanced cautiously, feeling his way with the staff, and met a strong hand that
guided him into the shelter of the rocks.
"This is not a safe place to be at night," Arzian said.
Huw snorted. "You're here. Is it safer for you?"
A faint laugh. "Not hardly. The Black Kaliv's demons are pursuing me."
"Something's chasing me, too," Huw admitted. "Damned if I know what it is.
Coming from the east, though, not out of the north." The Black Kaliv, he knew, was
the name by which the ruler of Kurukar was now known, for his embracing of the
darkest kinds of magic. "Maybe it'll take on the Black One's demons, and they'll
kill each other."
"Dream on."
"I can hope!" Huw settled to the ground, shifting his scabbarded sword so that
it would be easy to reach and letting his shoulder satchel slip down. "I've got
bread and cheese, and some decent wine, if you're hungry."
"Traveling in style! I'll take you up on that, and thanks! I ran out of
supplies three days ago, and I haven't dared stop at any village or farm with the
demons behind me."
Huw handed over a slab of dark bread and a wedge of cheese, then offered the
wine flask. "What did you do to stir up the Black One?"
"Tried to rescue a girl he planned on sacrificing." The elf's voice darkened.
"I couldn't save her life," he said very quietly, "but at least her soul wasn't eaten
by the demons. Who are now hungry for mine."
Huw nodded, not sure if the elf could see that, but didn't answer. What could
he say? Being a hero was a hard job, and sometimes you lost. And if you could shrug
off such a defeat and the death of an innocent, you were no hero. "I picked up
trouble just this side of Malcorn, when I came on a dead traveler and buried him. I
thought it was bandits, but they wouldn't follow this far, especially after I left
the road. I know these woods. That's got to be some kind of special tracker to
still be on my trail." He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm nothing special,
but I'm too stupid to back down. If I can help you, I will."
"Too stupid to back down," Arzian repeated. He laughed. "I wonder how many
'heroes' that describes. A fair offer, and I'll take you up on it. And if I can
help you, I will."
Huw stuck out his hand, Arzian met it, and they shook on a partnership.
SPY REPORT
I can't believe the violence in MURSKA! I still haven't told Mom I'm writing
Spyreports. She'd have a cow! Well, here we go... The guys at WEIRD STUDENTS like
really pulled together to get a 2-3-0 this turn, moving up by 3. MVP award for
LOFTIS? HOUSE JHEREG's proud of it after beating OISIN and getting 25 points. Talk
about yer major upsets! MAD MAXINE's match with PADRIAG cost her a loss of 11
points! Was that a tear I saw in KATHANA's eye, as she took over Duelmastership?
And wasn't THAK BONESNAP fit to be tied! Who was the wiseguy that said MURSKA's
Duelmaster was paying for drinks at The Howling Wolf? Don't look at me!
So just why would someone becomes a warrior anyway? It can't be for these
really neat Spyreports can it?
Challenges, revenges, Bloodfeuds. All MURSKA ever talks about is fighting! Me,
I'm more laid back. Like, who is this guy??? A MAN gets sent to the Dark Arena,
battles BLACK ORC, and returns to tell of it!!! I bet FOOT OF PRIDE manager is
surprised! Hey you guys, don't you think your families would like to hear from you?
Write! (Or have someone write for you.)
Remember, blood on a purple robe may stain. Soak it in cold water, and hand
wash. I know how much you like reading this stuff, but I really should stop.
Remember you guys, ease up sometimes! Chill out! Later, Debby Tonte
DUELMASTER W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
KATHANA 3553 11 6 2 108 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
CHALLENGER CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
FIXED DRINK 4529 18 2 0 122 FOOT OF PRIDE (396)
-AXAZOH 4134 10 2 1 97 SHINING PATH (379)
THAK BONESNAP 4392 13 3 1 92 BATTLEAXE STAMPEDE (395)
CHAMPIONS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
OISIN 4439 19 29 0 86 CHILDREN OF LLYR (141)
LOFTIS 4571 5 6 0 84 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
PALUG 4509 14 13 1 72 CHILDREN OF LLYR (141)
CHALER 4572 10 4 0 71 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
CHALLENGER ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
VILMOS 4579 9 1 0 64 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
PADRIAG 4556 8 11 1 62 CHILDREN OF LLYR (141)
ADEPTS W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
MAD MAXINE 2152 7 5 0 39 WEIRD STUDENTS (214)
CHALLENGER INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
LITTLE TOMMY 4566 8 8 0 33 CHILDREN OF LLYR (141)
JENICOR 4593 5 1 0 31 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
-WBTS 4586 4 0 1 27 4-LETTER TUMS' (407)
-HARV 4587 3 1 1 26 4-LETTER TUMS' (407)
ANGRY ANTHONY 4609 2 2 0 24 WEIRD STUDENTS (214)
INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
BUBBY BARB 4621 2 0 0 21 WEIRD STUDENTS (214)
PRICKLY PETE 4607 2 2 0 20 WEIRD STUDENTS (214)
-DRAT 4588 3 1 0 18 4-LETTER TUMS' (407)
MARA KIERA 4600 2 3 0 9 CHILDREN OF LLYR (141)
KJC 4355 0 1 0 5 KHORS PRAETORIANS VX (391)
INITIATES W L K POINTS TEAM NAME
SWEET SAMANTHA 4608 0 4 0 4 WEIRD STUDENTS (214)
'-' denotes a warrior who did not fight this turn.
THE DEAD W L K TEAM NAME SLAIN BY TURN Revenge?
DA1 4629 0 1 0 FOOT OF PRIDE 396 HIGH ELF 740 NONE
DA2 4631 0 1 0 FOOT OF PRIDE 396 HIGH ELF 740 NONE
MUTANT MAN 2150 3 7 0 WEIRD STUDENTS 214 HARV 4587 738
PERSONAL ADS
Thak -- Take napkin, got mammoth on face. -- Kat
Oisin -- I've put funds on scrip for you at the Sulchin. Please have a "round" on
me! -- Loftis
Padriag -- We seem to have hit the tipping point. Like a veritable sponge I have
sucked all the knowledge from your fighting prowess and now the master becomes the
student! -- Chaler
Userous Merchant -- It doesn't matter how many of you there are. I'll just keep
pounding you into the dirt. -- Vilmos
Sammy -- When I saw you dragging that stump across the sands, I knew I was in for a
treat. Good luck in the future! -- Jenicor
Mara Kiera -- An expression for "worked hard," my dear. Let me know if you'd be
interested in sharing a drink some time. -- Jenicor
Little Tommy -- As Vlad likes to say, when all you have is a club, everything looks
like a kneecap! -- Vilmos
We saw the Dead list, and it was so long, we worried about the city perishing. But
only four died today, so we're probably okay.
Our congratulations to A Man. We're glad to see you go, for ourselves as much as for
you. -- Jorja and the Children of Llyr
One-four, no standbys. Tedious. At least *I* got the win. -- Oisin
I wish Jorja would stop and THINK before she moves Lord Protectors around! She just
dropped us a note saying that one--or MORE--would be showing up soon, and we needed
to give 'em house room, and we don't HAVE house room, you know? -- Oisin
LAST WEEK'S FIGHTS
A MAN butchered BLACK ORC in a crowd pleasing 1 minute gruesome Dark Arena fight.
DA1 was murdered by HIGH ELF in a 1 minute Dark Arena melee.
DA2 was murdered by HIGH ELF in a 1 minute Dark Arena fight.
THAK BONESNAP lost to KATHANA in a 1 minute Title brawl.
FIXED DRINK devastated PALUG in a exciting 1 minute one-sided fight.
OISIN was devastated by LOFTIS in a 1 minute uneven brawl.
CHALER narrowly defeated M. CHARDINEE in a tiresome 10 minute bloody struggle.
VILMOS handily defeated LITTLE TOMMY in a 1 minute uneven fight.
PADRIAG vanquished MAD MAXINE in a 1 minute gruesome uneven duel.
PRICKLY PETE was savagely defeated by JENICOR in a 4 minute gruesome duel.
MARA KIERA luckily beat KJC in a 1 minute novice's fight.
SWEET SAMANTHA was unbelievably bested by EMBEZZLING SCRIBE in a 1 minute bout.
ANGRY ANTHONY bested EMBEZZLING SCRIBE in a exciting 1 minute amateur's conflict.
BUBBY BARB demolished MORDANT DESERTER in a 1 minute one-sided brawl.
BATTLE REPORT
MOST POPULAR RECORD DURING THE LAST 10 TURNS
|FIGHTING STYLE FIGHTS FIGHTING STYLE W - L - K PERCENT|
|LUNGING ATTACK 5 TOTAL PARRY 13 - 6 - 1 68 |
|STRIKING ATTACK 5 PARRY-LUNGE 4 - 2 - 1 67 |
|BASHING ATTACK 5 WALL OF STEEL 9 - 5 - 0 64 |
|WALL OF STEEL 2 LUNGING ATTACK 31 - 23 - 3 57 |
|SLASHING ATTACK 2 BASHING ATTACK 14 - 13 - 1 52 |
|TOTAL PARRY 1 STRIKING ATTACK 17 - 17 - 0 50 |
|AIMED BLOW 1 SLASHING ATTACK 12 - 12 - 1 50 |
|PARRY-LUNGE 0 AIMED BLOW 7 - 11 - 0 39 |
|PARRY-STRIKE 0 PARRY-STRIKE 0 - 1 - 0 0 |
|PARRY-RIPOSTE 0 PARRY-RIPOSTE 0 - 1 - 0 0 |
Turn 740 was great if you Not so great if you used The fighting styles of the
used the fighting styles: the fighting styles: top eleven warriors are:
LUNGING ATTACK 5 - 0 STRIKING ATTACK 2 - 3 3 LUNGING ATTACK
TOTAL PARRY 1 - 0 BASHING ATTACK 2 - 3 3 STRIKING ATTACK
WALL OF STEEL 1 - 1 AIMED BLOW 0 - 1 2 SLASHING ATTACK
PARRY-LUNGE 0 - 0 1 AIMED BLOW
PARRY-STRIKE 0 - 0 1 TOTAL PARRY
PARRY-RIPOSTE 0 - 0 1 BASHING ATTACK
SLASHING ATTACK 0 - 2
TOP WARRIOR OF EACH STYLE
FIGHTING STYLE WARRIOR W L K PNTS TEAM NAME
LUNGING ATTACK KATHANA 3553 11 6 2 108 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
STRIKING ATTACK THAK BONESNAP 4392 13 3 1 92 BATTLEAXE STAMPEDE (395)
TOTAL PARRY CHALER 4572 10 4 0 71 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
BASHING ATTACK VILMOS 4579 9 1 0 64 HOUSE JHEREG (42)
SLASHING ATTACK MAD MAXINE 2152 7 5 0 39 WEIRD STUDENTS (214)
Note: Warriors have a winning record and are an Adept or Above.
The overall popularity leader is OISIN 4439. The most popular warrior this turn was
FIXED DRINK 4529. The ten other most popular fighters were JENICOR 4593, SWEET
SAMANTHA 4608, ANGRY ANTHONY 4609, KATHANA 3553, LOFTIS 4571, VILMOS 4579, PADRIAG
4556, PRICKLY PETE 4607, MARA KIERA 4600, and DA2 4631.
The least popular fighter this week was CHALER 4572. The other ten least popular
fighters were MAD MAXINE 2152, LITTLE TOMMY 4566, OISIN 4439, PALUG 4509, DA1 4629,
BUBBY BARB 4621, KJC 4355, THAK BONESNAP 4392, DA2 4631, and MARA KIERA 4600.
The following warriors have traveled to AD after fighting this turn:
A MAN (35-4521) FOOT OF PRIDE (396)
CHALLENGES AND AVOIDS
To clarify: You issue Challenges to warriors, but Avoid teams.
To Challenge, write that warrior's name and ID# in the space provided.
To Avoid, write the team's name and Team ID in that space.
Make sure you include the ID!
FACE-TO-FACE TOURNEY LIV
PRIMUS TOURNEY W L K TEAM NAME
TOM THUMB 3791 (146-72-1) 5 3 0 THE BEARS
GOSSAMER 3656 (92-62-1) 2 3 0 MMM BEER
CONTENDERS TOURNEY W L K TEAM NAME
SOLOMON 2758 (79-55-1) 1 4 0 HERO ALLIANCE
ELIGIBLES TOURNEY W L K TEAM NAME
BEAR FOOT 3716 (74-43-2) 0 3 0 THE BEARS
ADM TOURNEY W L K TEAM NAME
VAMPIRE SQUID 4115 (28-13-0) 4 3 1 SEA DOGS
CHALLENGERS TOURNEY W L K TEAM NAME
TORTURE 4368 (8-4-0) 3 3 0 LEGIONS OF HELL
APPRENTICES TOURNEY W L K TEAM NAME
NICHOLAS 2994 (2-1-0) 2 3 0 HERO ALLIANCE
NEW TEAMS IN THE TEMPORARY TOURNAMENT ARENA (DM 85)
Please note that all new teams created at the Face-to-Face were temporarily placed in
a temporary Tournament Arena, DM 85. If you requested that your team be placed in a
specific arena, it has already transferred to that arena. Effective immediately, any
teams placed in DM 85 and not transferred out to another arena, will be automatically
deleted a month after the tournament. If you have questions about any of your teams,
please contact Customer Service. -- RSI