Travis looked inquisitive.
“I have an access card to one of the buildings downtown,” Reginald explained, “and have set up shop in one of the frequently abandoned offices there. While not completely secure, it’s pretty much the only free residence that No Ones know about. As a result, I tend to get challenged a lot.”
“Challenged?”
“The items we have are tied to us can’t be stolen or lost, only given. But if some people really want an item, they’ll challenge the owner to a fight through the Emperor.”
“There’s an emperor?”
“Self-appointed. He will set a time and location, and the opponents will meet there and fight. Whoever defeats the other will get the item.”
“Do you have to go through with it?” Travis asked.
“No, you can ignore the challenge, but the penalties are usually a bit steep. Still worth it if you think you're going to lose though.”
“Sounds nasty. How do you avoid being challenged?"
“Don't have anything that anyone else wants. Don't worry, I think you'll be safe for a while.”
"When was the last time you were challenged?” Travis asked.
“I actually have a fight this evening. It should prove…interesting.”
Travis silently munched on his roll as he took in this weird explanation.
“Did you want to come watch?” Reginald asked.
“Can I?”
“Of course. If this fight means what I think it does, I can use all the help I can get. Not that I expect you to do much, but it should be a good introduction for you. Oh good, meal’s here.”
Reginald began eating almost instantly. Travis, still not hungry, decided that he might as well eat.
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