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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Maidhc O Casain" data-source="post: 5721261" data-attributes="member: 29558">The gnolls lead you into the looming circular Battle Market. The doors are flung wide, entering into a large amphitheater. An enormous set of double doors stands wide open, revealing a torchlit passage beyond. About fifteen feet within the hall, on the left, stands a sturdy wooden door. Across the hall is another open passage leading east, curving with the contours of the battle market. The central hall proceeds perhaps fifty feet before opening into a large well-lit cavernous chamber that seems to be centered around a huge circular stage. Various stalls line the outer walls of the Market, many of them occupied by somewhat unfriendly looking folks.The battle market’s four entry halls lead into a huge arena-like room dominated by a massive circular wooden stage, its surface smeared and sticky with blood. Two rows of terraced benches surround the stage, which is bathed in natural light from a large open circular hatch in the citadel’s roof far above. Torches illuminate a darkened gallery of compact market stalls in the eastern half of the first floor’s inner wall. A raised platform along the northwest curve of the inner wall sports four round tables, several wooden chairs, and a long bar stocked with numerous bottles of distilled spirits.About twenty feet above is an open balcony, beyond which lie a series of small rooms on an upper floor of the market. Several rows of empty bleachers peer down from the edge of the balcony. Twenty feet above the second floor a half-circle balcony marks the highest of the citadel’s terraces. Three thrones look down from this vantage, each positioned to give a commanding view of not only the stage below but the entire market.In front of the stage stands one of the most impressive individuals either of you has seen. At least seven feet tall, massive arms covered with scars and cradling a huge axe, his air of command fixes him as 'the man in charge.' His voice, when he speaks, is deep and melodious.“I am Kardswann, Mouth of the Carrion King, Chieftain of the Kulldis Tribe and master of this village. Tell me, what business brings you to Kelmarane?”<img src="http://i1103.photobucket.com/albums/g473/BronaghArdRi/ENWorld%20PbP/Legacy%20of%20Fire/Howl%20of%20the%20Carrion%20King/KelmaraneBattleMarket01.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /><img src="http://i1103.photobucket.com/albums/g473/BronaghArdRi/ENWorld%20PbP/Legacy%20of%20Fire/Howl%20of%20the%20Carrion%20King/Kardswann.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></blockquote>

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