Just outside of Roland city on the plain fields that stretched out for miles a guild war was taking place. The city had been told of the time of place the event would happen. Rumour had spread throughout the place that it would be between the semi-known Underdog guild and the infamous Redwings.
When a time and place was set for a Guild war, a small token army from Roland would stand guard to watch the match. This was just in case it got out of hand and too close to the city and also to make sure any passer-by's that didn't know what was happening would be escorted out of the area.
But the guards who were out on duty that day, that were told to overlook the guild war, were surprised when they could only see three people standing out on the field.
"Hey, there not really going to go up against the Underdogs just with them three, are they?"