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Firefly zips over to hover 20 feet above Santa, bringing the redcap into range for the glowing ball's aura of menace.

Oops. My bad. He shrieks loudly at the swarm. Manifesting energy whatever...

Shriek'll just abandon the last 10 feet of movement. He doesn't need that crap.

Firefly's glow flashes brighter for a moment, and he shoots off into the sky like a comet. Casting aid on self, then flying to 115N40E50Z.

With a quick nod of thanks to Jonath, Troll stands and flexes his arms, working his shoulders to get the stiffness out of them. Tucking his sword into his belt, the hobgoblin takes an arrow from his quiver and nocks it onto his bowstring, then crouches down and scans the area for the ambushers.

So did the manacles break, or what?

The baboonlike creature that skulks into the arena has a beard of half a dozen small tentacles hanging from its chin. Its fur is a murky brown color, highlighted by swirls of stone gray. The saltor has large, deep indigo eyes that hang just below its lower jaw, giving it a decidedly alien...

We're not technically supposed to know this, but the energon's incorporeal. I just built the web to create a facade of fair play. And so there'll be something fun for the next combatants. Thus, on the turn following Peter's realization of this (when the thing passes harmlessly through his...

A revolting creature that looks like it could be the illegitimate love-child of a spider and a tubby human lurches into the arena on spindly, two-clawed legs. Its flesh is a mottled dark purple, and its underside and bulbous stomach are ivory, criss-crossed with a network of vibrantly blue...

I don't have Sandstorm. I'll handle the neutral party until it kills this thing, too... Oh, and can we put my arena on FFA until I catch up to the others? I don't want to hold back the game.

Ringmereth: Not for tonight. :] I've still got a score to settle with a certain military commander.

A knot of flapping membranes and fleshy folds kites through the air, eliciting more than a few groans of disgust from the audience. It drifts haphazardly along invisible currents in the air, making inexorable progress towards the crocodile. Suddenly, it swoops swiftly downwards onto the...

Don't forget Scorchy's heat damage! Scorchy thrashes about futilely in the crocodile's jaws, hitting the creature in the face with his tail.

And another bites the dust... A small, orange and black creature slithers into the arena and moves to 55N15E. Visible waves of heat emanate from Scorchy's body, the lower half of which is like that of a snake with scales of molten rock. His upper half is humanoid, and he wears a wide grin...

Pivoting around on his heel and keeping his body low to the ground, Troll calls back, "The fact that I'm the only other one here who can see whatever's shooting at us. I give you my word that I will not turn my blade on you, nor any other member of this party. Just set me free before that...

Oops...double post.

She goes for it.

Bite!

Do I have any way of tracking this thing underground, or do I just have to wait until he comes up and murders me?

No can do. I don't have the Miniatures Handbook. I'll try to pick it up if I see it anywhere, but I have no idea where one buys books in this place. I'll handle the croc again.