Xinder Ouquid
Again. Again the damn voice in his head spoke. Another shaky speech from a god with no idea as to what it was doing, saying that it was going to punish people. Xin would like to see this 'Rend' come down and try him. Now it wanted him to go out questing like a group from some old fantasy RPG. I'm a fucking soldier, not some pretty boy mage who just so happens to know some near invincible paladin.
Then they opened. They finally opened. The gates no longer stuck. Xin smiled beneath his helmet as he walked out of the arena, not even taking a moment to check if anyone else was coming with him. It was time for him to tempt fate, or Rend as it was calling itself.