Daevyd: Strutting in with a sigh of exasperation, he tucked the potion from one of the Hecate kids into his pocket, noting her enthusiasm in the thought of Daevyd getting his ass kicked. Tucking two of the four daggers into his boots, then the other two behind his waist. Lightly drumming his fingers on the katars at his sides and the belt of throwing knives wrapped around him. Not-so-quietly, he wandered deeper into the dark forest, happy for the lack of lighting.
Ambrosine: Ambrosine walked into the arena, and noticed that everything was completely covered in vegetation. She looked up to see how tall the dress were, and aws she looked up the noticed the trees fromed a canopy, which caused the vegetation to become darker; creating shadows. She stopped for a moment and a thought sent threw her head. She knew her opponet would immediately head for the forest. She headed into the jungle, and then a few steps inward she covered herself with the shadows, as to give a little bit of a scare to Daevyd. She walked, shrouded, threw the thick vegetation; the sound of her weapons jingling could be heard. She had a Katana, sheathed, attached at her left hip, her bow strapped to her back along with a quiver of arrows, and her war fans tucked away in her right pocket. She had a small green vial in her left pocket. The vial contained a healing potion. Although she knew she wasn't going to need, she still thought it handy to bring it along. As she walked she noticed the poisonous nightshade plants blooming in small clusters.
Daevyd: Beginning to think rapidly, he began to set up a few small punji pits around a specific tree. If she feel in, the most she'd suffer was a sprained ankle, or if she couldn't regain balance, a nice face plant into the dirt. For an added bonus, in case she avoided the traps by luck or by skill, he decided to take the broken throwing knife he kept in his pack, took a vine and wrapped it around the hilt. The darkness should make it look like one of his larger knives, so he laid against the tree with the broken blade looking like it pierce his throat. Unsure of this, he sat and waited, knowing he should be far enough from her to not be seen.