Justin cleared his throat, prepared to tell a story. "Well, a while ago, I created this RP..."
One RP Recap Later...
"...Anyways, I think we're somehow in that RP now."
Eric then interrupted again. "So, are you here as fighters or spectators?" he asked.
Justin turned to the others. "We should join the competition..." he whispered. "There must be a reason why we were brought here. We should lay low around here, until we can figure out What's going on and what we're supposed to be doing here."
OOC: there aren't any trees. This is a desert. But if you're looking for shadows, there's one underneath the Arena's overhang.