Feint Whispers Chapter #3: Festival of Falling

[KaintheSeeker]

On the other side of the circle is the familiar face of Nicos Aporos, dressed in chainmail outlined with red silks. He is holding up a pouch, yelling into the circle, "Onward, my wards, do well for the lineage that saw fit to pay for your wretched selves!"

"Nicos Apros, stand this illegal blood sport now! You're under arrest and the slaves are forfiet to the crown! " Stands ready to cast sleep on the goblins.

 

[Krug]

Bhartus steps forward his crossbow ready to fire at the goblins. He readies his Sound Burst spell in his head, but does not cast it.

 

[jasamcarl]

Tarowyn's arrows slice through the arm and leg of Nicos. The bag of coins drops to the ground as the noble falls to one knee. A silence falls over the circle. Before anyone as a chance to retaliate, Nicos yells, "Hold your weapons!!!" to the surrounding crowd. Two more of the Aporos come to their cousin's aid, lifting him on their shoulders.

Nicos stares from across the circle (a diameter of some 150ft) and shouts to them, "Come to curtail my fun, Fists? And, contary to what your nothern employers would have you believe, by local custom, this is perfectly legal. But what if I told you you could preserve the bodies of all the slaves I have purchased here without the blood letting that would invariably occur when the sheriff's men come pillaging onto this estate or when my Father decides to enact retribution upon hearing of the loss of his slaves and kin?"

 

[Tokiwong]

Tarowyn's arrows slice through the arm and leg of Nicos. The bag of coins drops to the ground as the noble falls to one knee. A silence falls over the circle. Before anyone as a chance to retaliate, Nicos yells, "Hold your weapons!!!" to the surrounding crowd. Two more of the Aporos come to their cousin's aid, lifting him on their shoulders.

Nicos stares from across the circle (a diameter of some 150ft) and shouts to them, "Come to curtail my fun, Fists? And, contary to what your nothern employers would have you believe, by local custom, this is perfectly legal. But what if I told you you could preserve the bodies of all the slaves I have purchased here without the blood letting that would invariably occur when the sheriff's men come pillaging onto this estate or when my Father decides to enact retribution upon hearing of the loss of his slaves and kin?"

"Hmm... I think..." he rushes forward running at a full pace towards Nicos... "NOT!!!!"

Jericho waves his sword... ready to strike...

"Feel the wrath of the Middle Finger of the Fist! Yaleleleleleleleleleleleleli!!!!"

 

[Krug]

Nicos stares from across the circle (a diameter of some 150ft) and shouts to them, "Come to curtail my fun, Fists? And, contary to what your nothern employers would have you believe, by local custom, this is perfectly legal. But what if I told you you could preserve the bodies of all the slaves I have purchased here without the blood letting that would invariably occur when the sheriff's men come pillaging onto this estate or when my Father decides to enact retribution upon hearing of the loss of his slaves and kin?"

"And how would you propose that be done?" asks Bhartus.

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn's arrows slice through the arm and leg of Nicos. The bag of coins drops to the ground as the noble falls to one knee. A silence falls over the circle. Before anyone as a chance to retaliate, Nicos yells, "Hold your weapons!!!" to the surrounding crowd. Two more of the Aporos come to their cousin's aid, lifting him on their shoulders.

Nicos stares from across the circle (a diameter of some 150ft) and shouts to them, "Come to curtail my fun, Fists? And, contary to what your nothern employers would have you believe, by local custom, this is perfectly legal. But what if I told you you could preserve the bodies of all the slaves I have purchased here without the blood letting that would invariably occur when the sheriff's men come pillaging onto this estate or when my Father decides to enact retribution upon hearing of the loss of his slaves and kin?"

Tarowyn stares down the shaft of the arrow aimed at Nicos, right into the young noble's eyes, "I say that you learn to keep you mouth shut, boy. Before we shut it for you permanently. You make a move and this arrow will remove all doubt of the sincerity of what I have just said."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri doesn't specifically aim at anyone, but keeps his crossbow ready as he continually swivvels his head, looking for any rich noble types he might recognise in the crowd.

 

[Tokiwong]

Noticing the others hanging back... Jericho halts his charge about halfway across the arena... he growls at the goblins to stand back.

"Guess we talk for now... better be good Nicos... or you get to know me new blade up close and personal."

 

[jasamcarl]

Nicos smiles, "Ah, even a D'orite can show some common sense. My proposal is as follows; truth be told, these slaves present little challenge to my pets. I wish to pit beast men against the Fists. Should you win, I will willingly give up all of the slaves I have purchased in this town. Should you lose, well, your deaths should be reward enough. I swear to these conditions by the honor of my house." he speaks loudly so that all of the spectators can hear, "By the honor of the Aporos, should the Fists triumph, the sheriff can have his precious market flesh, the great men of the Festival as my witness! Agreed?"

A wealthy merchant yells, "I'm taking odds! Four to one in favor of the beastmen!" Everyone crowds around him in a general uproar to throw their coin into the pool.

 

[Tokiwong]

Nicos smiles, "Ah, even a D'orite can show some common sense. My proposal is as follows; truth be told, these slaves present little challenge to my pets. I wish to pit beast men against the Fists. Should you win, I will willingly give up all of the slaves I have purchased in this town. Should you lose, well, your deaths should be reward enough. I swear to these conditions by the honor of my house." he speaks loudly so that all of the spectators can hear, "By the honor of the Aporos, should the Fists triumph, the sheriff can have his precious market flesh, the great men of the Festival as my witness! Agreed?"

A wealthy merchant yells, "I'm taking odds! Four to one in favor of the beastmen!" Everyone crowds around him in a general uproar to throw their coin into the pool.

"Hmm... lets up the ante... we fight the Beastman and you Nicos... join them like the scum you are... at least you will be among your peers..."

Jericho growls...

"I am no one's pit fighter... I am a D'orite... and you, Nicos... I could care less of Aporos honor... I am going to kill you."