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Wednesday, 5th October, 2011, 05:45 AM #1
Enchanter (Lvl 12)
The Kolloseaum: Team Go Hard or Go Home (DM: Iron Sky, Judge: Luinnar)
The Kolloseaum: Team Go Hard or Go Home
As you arrive at the harbor, your eyes are drawn to what has to be the largest ship ever built anchored off shore. It is too large even enter the harbor, its many decks towering several stories above the sea below. The cheers of the crowds onboard can be heard even from here and a small flotilla of brightly-colored craft ferry spectators, gladiators, food, drink, weapons, armor, and more back-and-forth from the ship.
A bright pavilion has been erected on one of the piers with a massive cloth banner above it proclaiming Kolloseaum Competitor Registration. A balding goblin a fringe of wiry hair and cracked monocles looks up as the group approaches. "You look like a group that probably won't all die instantly. I'll take your papers if you have them and if you don't you can fill them out here."
Ignatz (WEContact) - Half-Orc Barbarian 1
Rilissa (Faraque) - Shadar-Kai Swordmage 1
Sha'kar (VanderLegion) - Gensai Artificer 1
Corragan (Medina) - Elf Druid 1
Dina (Son of Meepo) - Artificer|Warlord 1
Last edited by Iron Sky; Friday, 7th October, 2011 at 10:06 AM.
Wednesday, 5th October, 2011, 07:22 AM #2
Minor Trickster (Lvl 4)
Ignatz glances at the goblin absently, only barely registering his words. He had been busy grinning at the ship. The words take and papers drift across his mind. He had never seen a ship anything like that, and so naturally it delighted him. New things were fun. Papers latches on to contract, and together the words gain some momentum.
Ignatz looks at the goblin again with a puzzled frown, and then pulls a crumpled sheet of paper from a front pocket of the pack on his back. "Dot's the vun hyu vant, hey? Can hyu tell me who I'z fightin' vit, or haff I gots to vait a leedle longer?"
Last edited by WEContact; Wednesday, 5th October, 2011 at 07:37 AM.
Wednesday, 5th October, 2011, 07:28 AM #3
Novice (Lvl 1)
Rilissa enters the harbor, and looks around. The large floating arena isn't difficult to spot fortunately. Flexing her armor, she tests her movement and then begins the short journey to the pavilion on board. Her paperwork in order, she hands it to the steward. Stealing a glance around ship, she looks for the other competitors in order to see who will share the glory of battle with her.
"This will be a splendid day for battle. Let the blood flow like wine and the ale even more so! Onward, to glory!"
Wednesday, 5th October, 2011, 08:21 AM #4
Gallant (Lvl 3)
Strolling onto the docks, Sha'kar takes in the sight of the massive ship anchored out at sea. He approaches the pavillion and hands over his signed contract, then walks over to where he sees some other members of the team to wait for the remainder of the members.
"Is everyone prepared for the challenge?"StatsVander (Pixie Monk 6), Graven (Warforged Swordmage|Wizard 3), Everlin (Human Skald 3)
Wednesday, 5th October, 2011, 08:48 AM #5
Acolyte (Lvl 2)
Corragan looks out across the sea, breathing the salty sea air in deeply. For a moment he is lost in his thoughts,"Like home..." he mutters to himself.
Sha'kar's voice pulls him out of his thoughts and back into the modern day. "Huh? Ready? Oh, yes, of course."
Last edited by Medina; Wednesday, 5th October, 2011 at 10:19 AM.
Thursday, 6th October, 2011, 06:32 AM #6
Enchanter (Lvl 12)
Thursday, 6th October, 2011, 06:57 AM #7
Novice (Lvl 1)
Thursday, 6th October, 2011, 11:24 PM #8
Scout (Lvl 6)
Friday, 7th October, 2011, 03:57 AM #9
Minor Trickster (Lvl 4)
Friday, 7th October, 2011, 07:47 AM #10
Enchanter (Lvl 12)
The contract complete and signed, the goblin looks it over, then sniffs. It reaches into a jar of snails sitting behind the wooden plank it's using for a desk, pulls out a trowel, and crunches the snail onto the contract document to seal it.
"You are ready to die... er, I mean, win great glory and riches or whatever. Take the ferry to the ship and give this to the arena master. Scripple here will lead you to her when you get there." He pulls out a kruthik hatchling, out of a bag nearby and ties the document onto its back. A moment later, he produces a small jar of what is, by the scent, ogre sweat, dips a cloth in it and drops the kruthik and the cloth in a small cage.
The ferry departs soon, carrying a laughing pack of gnolls, a small stand-offish unit of heavily-armed eladrin, a few miscellaneous orcs, ogres, goblins, and minotaurs, and several cages of various sizes with heavy canvas tarps draped over them and strange hissings, scrapings, and growlings coming from within.
Before long, the group arrives at the Kolloseaum - it looks even larger when you are moored along side it, staring up at it. A muffled scream cries out from somewhere above and the ship's deck planking shakes with the stamp and roar of the crowd.
The group is instantly lost. The ship is like a small city, but as many as ten decks tall in places. Fortunately, someone remembers the kruthik. As soon as its cage is opened, it high-tails it across the deck and it's all the group can do to keep up with it.
It leads the group under massive creaking wooden bleachers, past a fly-swarmed pile of corpses, around a swarm of goblins painting some sort of elaborate set, and eventually to a warren of passageways that lead to a massive chamber full of goblins and gladiators going in every which direction.
Hovering at the center is a blue-skinned ogre mage surrounded by floating sheets of parchment and a crystal ball hovering beside her. She's constantly shouting orders and somehow managing the chaos going around her. The group has no chance of being noticed until the kruthik leaps off a goblin's head and clomps onto her foot.
She looks at it in irritation, rips the document off of it and begins prying it open with one hand as she blasts the kruthik to a spray of green ichor with a snap of her fingers.
"Rilissa and company?" she shouts, looking up. She makes eye contact with the group and floats your way. "You guys are about to be up. Head to Arena Four and be ready. You guys are playing the role of the heroes of the Siege of Anakabar. You can, of course, just kill all the goblins, but you lose and..." she glances at the contract "...will be executed if they manage to take too much of the city. If you live through all three events, you can claim your reward, but you get nothing if you don't complete the entirety of your contract. If you have any last minute changes to make to your contract, this is your last chance. After the first fight you'll have maybe half-an-hour before the next event starts. If you're ready, head to the arena and take your places in the city. Oh, and don't go in the water."
The arena itself is a fairly high quality scale model of a harbor city with a river running through it and a forest nearby, the barely visible flicker of a wall of force denoting the outer edges of the arena. The translucent, shimmering names of each district float in the air above them. By the time the group gets there, there are hundreds already finding seating in the stands and dozens more constantly stream in every second as the match gets ready to get underway.
Appease the Crowd
Match 1 special rules
Last edited by Iron Sky; Friday, 7th October, 2011 at 11:13 PM.
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