((Fine. Your right of course. Lol, Raven you DO have to approve all chars at this site I thought. So it IS your place to pick the fighters a little bit. Maybe I am assuming too much? Doesn't sound like Frost here has any real business being at Es after some of your other posts. Sorry bout my stuff, you know what I meant, good enough. Ok then, the way I saw it yes I posted 5th level so I expected to lose to something close to that. Frost sounds as stupid as Weremacht being here. Except I played her from scratch with Raven and Ari when we were younger. he won't let me pull any crap. And all I can claim is I made up zero and none of her stuff. I played Weremacht for over 10years. my first char and all. The others are now professional gladiators I've played in extended campaighns. I was going to kill you with one of them. And trust me any one of them is tuff enough to do it maybe unless I roll really bad. I figured you could chose one of them to battle. I never woulda jumped you with them all. But then again I don't need to. They are pretty freakin tuff. Stay away from that kreen dude. I've seen how you think Kaze and I'm better at makin legal power chars at the moment. I happen to know more right now is the biggest part of it. But if your as high as He says you need to fight Weremacht, but you will lose. I know things you don't. Like right now nothing magic of yours will work until I say so. And it will not be fun for either of us which defeats the purpose. So this is kinda dumb. joe is my favorite player here pretty much so I don't want that. See Weremacht is a god hunter and is geared for that type of thing. Raven your absolutely right that there should be a rule requiring level to match at least close. I'm sorry guys. I assumed it was. To make up for this confusion I will make an evolving rule page for here. In fact i will run these fights when I can. Ok, I'll back down. Kaze email me the beginnings of your chars and I'll make games for them after we put them together. Cool? ))
The glowing green eyed female looks down to the white elf. "Dead? She's not in the deadbook yet son" She glances at Jen-Ki "Return to your ally little flower"
Jen-Ki opens her eyes and rolls into a handstand and crouches near Frosts back hid behind him. Looking around wildly at the kreen, 25' effreet, 1/2giant, 7'elves, and tents and thrones of stone and gem. "Sensai!!" she clutches at his side "what is this that happens here?" (( I just stunned her in the first place,lol. You shoulda checked her pulse or something?))
The female holds out a hand and the giant blue effreet waves a finger. Another piece of smoking meat appears in her empty hand. And then a table grinds and rises from the ground as it is formed the same as the throne. It is spotted with gold and gem from the cores of the earth. An instant later the 30'table is covered in a feast of spiced food, drink, and fruit.
The thrikreen slinks behind the others and leaps to the top of the throne. Easily spanning the 50' without any aid. It's antennae waver up and down. It's inhuman eyes never leaving the elf. It's round tooth filled maw drips scalding acidic posion. It clings to the stone by it's serrated feet only.
"Smith? I spoke of this tiny arena before me. You have a shop dead skin? Hmm. I am something of an artisian in my world" She bites the meat in 1/2 and swallows it whole. " I am a few worlds away from my forge truth be known. Perhaps you could assist me then."
She turns to the monstrousity of the tent village.
"TETANIUS!! " a single eye can be seen thru the slit of fabric. A monster cat or maybe lizard eye. Gold and glowing red. A hiss and steam and smoke blows out.
moments later from that door emerges the beautiful blonde elven man. Blue piercing eyes, long flowing hair, chestnut skin, manchurian silk ankle length long shirt breeches and the finest boots. No items or weapons, he comes out walking slowly and looking bored. "yes milady. I trust you do not have anything for me to do this day and I am free to explore these delicous looking realms" He looks at Jenki for a long while as he speaks.
"No Tet. Take the mythril items and see this brave smithy to his quarters. I will need to prize to the winners of the games."
"Argos"
The effreet claps twice and a massive vault door materializes. 100'tall x 50'across. Made of what appears to be pure electrium. They are embossed with the same Tribal undead Dragon as the others. Runes of several different lanuages are burnt into it. It has no seams.
Weremacht answers "Elf smith do you have the means to have some items arranged as prize? Your compensation will be much more profitable then your likely death this day" She speaks matter of factly not arrogant at all.
A seam appears magically and the doors swings out slowly and the interior is a endless hall filled with weapons, armor, and items of all temper. Top to bottom they hang. The light is blinding for a moment. the clangin of tools can be heard. It is occupied by several short overly powerful bald dwarves and mutant men with no hair, dark tanned skin, almost no clothes, and muscles so large they look as if they grew up on physical labor. The smell of sweat and leather issues from the place.
The blue eyed elf enters the hall and emerges with 2 giant blocks of silver floating on a disk of rainbow light. It moves slowly but easily
To the 7' man with the rice hat and katanas "Chy Tung alert the local populace as to our intention to run my games. Run to anything within 10days of here. Inns, keeps, prisions, the lot. pay those that don't listen" with his silver voice he replies " yes milady, I hear and obey"
At the huge 1/2giant. " Monjaro, You tend to the beasts. Arrange it" He salutes her in a clanging of metal and paraphinelia.
"Gillette secure the area. Use the plannars" The 7' albino elf bows in silence and backs away silently. grey pajamas making no sound. feet wrapped in cloth
The red haired female looks straight at Frost with her unblinking green eyes. From her shoulder a black strand of soft looking tendril rises like a cobra to the flute. It shoots to the thrikreens head and engulfs it entirely. As quick as a snake strike the kreen is torn from the throne and raised into the air. Pieces of stone are still stuck to it's clawed feet as it is flipped head over heel as if gripped by a giants hand. She slams it to the ground. It flails wildy as it's head smokes. She pushes it into the hard ground another 6"
"If you assist me I allow you to pass uncontested. What say you smithy?" She cracks a smile from the corner of her mouth. Frost swears he sees steel in there.
Tet slides the blocks of mythril closer "here ya go brother. ....So where do you keep the females ?"
((Ok, Frost can run off with this stuff or whatever. Lets keep him away from Es for now. Send your new char back as his helper. Weremacht is here to moderate. She has gladiators and critters with her, not to mention atmosphere. And she can rezz chars for a price or free. We will all work on some rules. She may hire someone to go capture beasts and slaves also. Who knows))
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