Lucy made her way to Matriarch Lilac's side and took a seat with her entourage. Matriarch Lilac was now the only person left standing. She raised her hand and the drumming stopped instantly.
"Every hundred years, the realms align. A window opens for young heroes to stand on a grand stage; a stage of fortune and misfortune. Those who wish to stand on this stage, step forward with your token!" Matriarch Lilac was an old power. She could speak softly, yet magnify it to enter each ear seated in the arena.
Young masters representing their clans stepped forward and revealed their tokens. One could tell that others who no one knew had a token to send a representative, had still taken one out. This made one wonder how many tokens were actually available to be given out. The Thraines, did they have more and only gave out as they wished?