She drunkenly explain how she was a frequent fighter in the tournament. She used to be the champion for many years. Then one day, some cocky mage with an unknown backstory appeared and broke her ankle. Tempris could look down and see how messed up the woman's foot was. It wasn't pretty how the base of her foot looked inverted and permanently turned in. The woman needed to be save, but now was not the time. Now was the time to make money needed for her future goal.
After the sob story, Tempris got the lady to move along to the important thing. What did she want Tempris to do. The woman has heard of Tempris's previous rankings with other tournaments and thought she would be the perfect help her get back at the current champion. Tempris could only laugh, clearly over the drunken nature and smell of the woman. She had no problem beating up some heretics, especially since she got to use her sword.
The bell rung. Tempris stood in the ring with her sword on the ground. Her hands gripped the handle but she did not want to fight gravity yet. She needed her energy to crush her opponent. She wanted to destroy their spirit and maybe some bones. The opponent was a girl with a 1 hand sword. Tempris was not worried about this. The woman charged Tempris but Tempris started her cleave and slammed her weapon into the woman's side.