A/N: Just wanted to put this up before anyone else got the idea. More coming VERY soon. Also I am in desprate need of a ...well, not a beta-reader, just a helper for my other fic (Lonely) Interested? Email me!!!
Ok...here we go...Tortallan Weakest Link! (Incase you can't figure this out, the characters have been transported to the future.)

Announcer: These 8 players have nev- well, they have met, but anyway, here they are!

Kel: Keladry of Mindelan, 18, Knight.

Cleon: Cleon of Kennan, 20, Hopelessly in love with Kel...

*Kel elbows Cleon*

Cleon: Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to embarrass you...

Announcer: Can we PLEASE get on with it?

Alanna: Sir Alanna of Pirates Swoop and Olau, Kings Champion and Knight.

Person in audience: SIR Alanna?

Alanna: *clenches fists and turns red in anger* Yeah, that's right. Sir Alanna. I'm a knight. AND King's champion to boot. You got a problem with that?

Person in Audience: *looking confused* What's a King's Champion?

Alanna: Don't pretend like you don't know. Now, get you and your sorry sword down here and let's duel!

*Person in Audience runs away in fright*

Alanna: *smugly* That should teach him...

Announcer: Anyways...

Daine: Verlidaine Sarrasri, 17, Wildmage.

*Person in audience seems to have returned*

PIA: What's a Wildmage?

*security guards come out and take PIA away*

PIA: Hey, what'd I do?

Daine: Goddess, this is taking FOREVER!

Jon: King Jonathan of Conte, 40.

Owen: Owen of Jesslaw, 16, Squire to Lord Wyldon of Cavall.

*Lord Wyldon nods*

Wyldon: Lord Wyldon of Cavall, 45, retired training master of pages.

Faithful: Faithful, who knows how old, Goddess's familiar.

Announcer: Thankfully, we have gotten through that last half without inturruption. And now, here's your host...NEALAN OF QUEENSCOVE!!!