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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dave_o" data-source="post: 3537116" data-attributes="member: 2933">The ArenaVrek stands at a small remove from the gathering of Razzit, Spratnik, Karnak, Gorefang, and the corpse of Jrag, worriedly working his fingers along the spear. "Friend?" Vrek laughs a froggy laugh, spitting bloody in the rain, "Teak's no friends other than the Bright Eye, which looks to have closed on him." Behind the group, Blacktooth's corpse bobs in the water, rain-spattered, staining the surface black with blood.The crowd silences like a knife cutting through their mutters. Copper-Sun appears at the edge of the Warboss' stand, eyes on the crowd, above the contestants. "The Warboss, aided by the Bright Eye, has determined the goblin Razzit's innocence -- such powerful tremors could not have originated from this weakling. The goblin Vrek, for interfering with holy judgment, will be put to death by battle one week hence. The Warboss has spoken." Copper-Sun disappears into the Warboss' box, cruel laughing following his announcement. The stands empty quickly. With a flinty groan, the boulder blocking the way to the bloodworks is dragged to the side, a hulking and dim orc awaiting the defendants.Vrek casts a glance at Jrag's lifeless form. "It might be I can get help for him," he works his mouth in thought, "pricey, though."</blockquote>