The stadium contains a multitue of beings ranging from kobolds wearing platemail made from the shells of giant beetles to armor-clad trolls and black golems wielding hammers the size of horses. Each one dreams of being the one to take down Alex but they realize that they can't do it on their own. After the speech by the priestess, they begin to gather into groups planning to be the one to find and capture the bard themselves.
Amidst all the chaos, a lone dwarf stands in the heat of daytime. He soon spots a group forming not far from him. The group is an ecclectic bunch. One's the goblin he saw on his ship during the journey here, two cloacked being with one wearing a skull mask, and another who has the limbs of a fiend. With a grin, he moves closer to them, his brightly polished breastplate gleaming in sunlight.
He saunters up to them before saying "Good morning to ya. The name's Therin Grimarmor, agent of the dwarven kings. Seems like circumstances have made brothers of us all. I notice that you seem to be forming a group to take down the disciples." He then gives them a look-over before continuing. "You fellows don't seem to have much meat on them bones of yers. I don't think those bodies of yers can handle much damage. What you need is a good ol' dwarven body to shield ya from harm. Luckily for you, I'm here to offer my services to yer enterprise. What say ye?"
Amidst all the chaos, a lone dwarf stands in the heat of daytime. He soon spots a group forming not far from him. The group is an ecclectic bunch. One's the goblin he saw on his ship during the journey here, two cloacked being with one wearing a skull mask, and another who has the limbs of a fiend. With a grin, he moves closer to them, his brightly polished breastplate gleaming in sunlight.
He saunters up to them before saying "Good morning to ya. The name's Therin Grimarmor, agent of the dwarven kings. Seems like circumstances have made brothers of us all. I notice that you seem to be forming a group to take down the disciples." He then gives them a look-over before continuing. "You fellows don't seem to have much meat on them bones of yers. I don't think those bodies of yers can handle much damage. What you need is a good ol' dwarven body to shield ya from harm. Luckily for you, I'm here to offer my services to yer enterprise. What say ye?"