Listratha Bailiwick and the Duel for the Skull of Atopoi

Prompt Credit to @DarkWizard83

Lis stepped into the arena to the cheers of the surrounding male thralls of the witches of Ptolemn. She knew that, to them, this was a rare treat, to see a woman battle a man, they all expected her to be slain.

Baldris Ephyrm stood across the sand from her. He was thickly muscled and moved with the grace of a lion, but his eyes held the solemnity of a slave. She was moved to look on him and these other men treated as unequals, but she could not change their society alone, she had a mission.

Wadryne Amalfi stood on the high platform, gazing down. She was no longer dressed for the party, but in more sober attire. "We here witness the rite of challenge. Mengara of the Atopoi wishes to depart, again, with the Skull of her namesake, a treasure of our people, a vital tool of our safety. She claims it by right of blood, I oppose as Witch Mother. Champions, to the center."

Lis stepped forward confidently.