Yogorian Opening Round Finished, Main Sequence Stage Started [3233 AD]

Yogorian Announcer 1: "Ladies, gentlemen, and Yogorians! Today, we have the opening round just wrapped up! The 12 clans entered the tournament strong, with the Savage Stars lost some of their original cast in exchange for their new recruits after their opening victory round."
Yogorian Announcer 2: "All fantasy draft picks have been finalized, at last! With the opening round out of the way, the whole planet is going to be jumping up and down praising their favorite members, the four ladders have been opened!"
Yogorian Announcer 1: "It's a first to 20 overall, first to five in all the ladders. Team Skirmish, Capture the Flag, Oddball, and Turf War. Each of the clans have different tactics to play, but all have one goal in mind, to have a new chieftain to replace Dronzob the Loyal."
Yogorian Announcer 2: "Speaking of Dronzob, let's have a talk with him, he's with us today. Now, Dronzob, what do you like best about this tournament?"
Dronzob the Loyal: "Our clan is very strong, mighty, forged in the iron from our very own craftsmanship. Being born with a cudgel as large as my fist, I hammer down to lift my weights. I have two sons, a daughter, and a wise woman all by themselves. One of my sons was out fighting, the other plies in the trade, my daughter was in the docks tending to fish against piranhas, and the wise woman is teaching my clan some new things. The old ways don't die with us, my sponsor pays me well, but getting old."
Yogorian Announcer 1: "So, with respect, Dronzob, there is but one person who is looking for your clan. A human, teenage height, with purple hair, isn't it?"
Dronzob the Loyal: "Who is that person you referring to? My clan shall be left alone to the old ways!"
Yogorian Announcer 1: "It's a she. She's going after your clan, and perhaps working for the military, the R.I.S.E. You don't want to mess with them, but somehow you did somebody in. Who was it?"
Dronzob the Loyal: "Ah, yes. I was the one who smashed the chest off of one of the most prestigious of their kind while I was out practicing for this whole tradition of ours, the very kind that posed a danger to literally everyone in her way, not just my clan. Her father. Asked him kindly about how my deity will please me should I face him honorably in combat after I bested two big cats, and my impending retirement from this. This cudgel I'm holding still has the stains of him, never cleaned it in months."
Yogorian Announcer 1: "So you're indeed the daughter's killer, in single combat out in the wilderness. Well I want to thank you for your commentary with us."
Dronzob the Loyal: "It was an honor. With him no longer being a threat to my clan, his daughter won't be able to catch me and my clanmates anytime soon."
Yogorian Announcer 2: "Let's get back into the action. The tournament is in the main sequence! Contestants! Choose your arenas, and your match type, but remember, first clan to five in each ladder, and first clan to reach 20 victories! Let's get rolling!"