The defenders seemed to have reached a conclusion, the man known as Ashkar Brannor was to stand as the champion of the town against the invading force's half-dragon. The heroes huddled together, wanting to share what wisdom and magical help they could, preparing their fellow soldier to their march against the evil that stood just beyond the keep walls. The paladin's request for stronger armour was seen to, as the castellan managed to procure a splint mail that fit the big man, as well as had Sergeant Longwater resign his blade and shield to his use. "[color=lightgray]You better not do anything that would bring harm to my dearest[/color]", the sergeant shared as he handed over his equipment, these words meant for the entire group. The governor nodded behind him. For now, they would have to play by the opposition's rules.

The group was led outside through the old tunnel below the keep, the administration allowing a few combat medics to join the entourage already consisting of the heroes that had arrived only this night. The few spells that the group could muster to aid their champion were placed upon him during this walk so that they would not have expired by the time they stood against the half-dragon. As they approached, the half-dragon ordered them to stop before getting too close and requested the named champion to step forth, others to stay behind.

With Brannor and him standing there, a few paces apart, the half-dragon broke the silence that had fallen with the tension hanging in the air: "[color=0076a3]Greetings, champion of Greenest. My name is [i]Langderosa Cyanwrath[/i]. This will be simple: No interference by the outsiders, or the prisoners die. Fight with me to the end, and they are released. Run, and you and they die. Now, what should I call you, other than champion?[/color]"

The paladin's answer was stern as they always were, and there was but two things he wanted changed. First was to duel only to the submission of the other side, while the other regarding the early release of the prisoners was promptly denied.

"[color=0076a3]I stand before the walls of your keep. Had I not my trump card, I might have been shot dead already. No, they are released once the duel concludes. As for fighting to the submission, that I may accept. The first to fall will have lost.[/color]" With the 'pleasantries' out of the way, kobolds brought out a zweihänder and Langderosa marched to pick it into his talons. "[color=0076a3]Approach, champion Brannor, and we may begin!"[/color]

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Okay, seriously speaking, I'll address the situation OOC.

Oh, and Brannor's AC should equal 19 with the splint and the shield. The half-dragon is wearing what can be assumed to be splint just as well.
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