[center][color=darkgray][h2][i]Smoke[/i][/h2]Location: An unnamed arena[/color][hr][hr]
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	The Elemental was sat on a bench in the front row of the makeshift arena, his bright white eyes glowing dimly as he watched the battle before him. An orc fighting a revenant, both powerful creatures with strength far surpassing that of the [i]'young'[/i] god's. His eyes followed their movements as he sat silently, a pill under his tongue and a burning cigarette in his hand, which would ever so often be brought to his lips and puffed upon, only to exhale far more smoke than seemed possible for the small drags.

	"S-Smoke?" Came a nervous voice, un-befitting of the massive orc whom it belonged to.
	"L-Lord Smoke?"

	[color=darkgray]"Ay mate, the one and only."[/color] Came the wispy, accented voice of the elemental, turning to look up at the enormous orc with a lazy expression.

	[color=darkgray]"Something I can do for you? I'm trying to get high and watch the fight." [/color] He said lazily, gesturing to the fight that he was now missing.

	"N-no my lord, I j-just wanted to meet you in person, my family has worshiped you for generations!" 

	[color=darkgray] "Yeah? Cool shit mate. Keep the chaos, and embrace the indulgence."[/color] He said with a smile before returning his attention to the fight. He had placed quite a sum of money on the revenant winning, about three quarters of a million, and before long he was able to happily see the outcome of his gamble, and it pleased him greatly.

	As the fight ended a human approached him, holding a clipboard and a nervous expression. 

	"M-Mr. Rah-" He began, before Smoke held up his hand to silence the man.

	[color=darkgray]"I'm aware. Your boss can't afford to pay me all the money I won, It's cool mate."[/color]

	"R-Really sir?"

	[color=darkgray]"Yeah, just give me the three quarters, and give the revenant triple whatever his win was for this fight. Tell him it's an investment from an interested party, or some shit."[/color]

	"Yes sir, of course."

	The young human left, and smoke was once again left alone, staring with softly glowing eyes at the young revenant. As the young man left, Smoke saw him look in his general direction and, as he often does, made a face at the young man by opening his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue, pulling down his eyelids with his middle fingers, and rolling his eyes back into his head. Smoke hoped that the revenant was indeed looking at him, but he couldn't be certain.

	With the night's fights over, Smoke vanished from the place he was sitting, and before too long, a cloud of smoke materialized into a man near a young woman wearing a mask.