... representing the combined races of the Alliance, ready to meet the worst that Northrend can provide in gladatorial battle... we have <Tempered>.

(... applause, cheers and shouts of appreciation from the crowd)

"Yes, sports fans, I'm Bob Bremar, and here in the box with me is a guy you know from the Stranglethorn glad tour - holder of the Azerothian record for "vertebrae removed with a single blow" - it's Sharm "The Hammer" Hammerhand! Hi Sharm!"

(... drums and horns from the crowd, rapturous cheers)

"Hey Bob."

"Man of few words, I know. So this <Tempered> team then, Sharm - I understand you've been involved with them in the past - how do you think they're going to fare against some of the beasts we've seen outside - some of those look mean, ya know? We've seen them chew through other teams before with barely an effort"

"Well Bob, let me tell you - last night, I was with the <Tempered> team. They were having fun you know. Good spirit. There was like a big fire, and someone was cooking. Smelled really good. Onions, and garlic, and some kind of bird..."

"Right... well there they go!"

(..sounds of bestial roaring, the clash of arms, arcane thaumaturgy, and above all, the roar of the crowd)

"Well Sharm, that was quite something - those beasts didn't stand a chance."

"See Bob, it's all in the diet. Scuse me, something smells good"

"There he goes folks, a legend of the ring. Tune in next week for more live action on Gladzone - it's live on Cabalvision"

<Tempered> - Arena? Where?