The Dragon's Hoard Arcane Game: Ruins 2007

Thamior suppresses a grin at all the jokes being made, and also keeps his joke from being said. When Julian mentions guards coming, he places a hand on his sword hilt, but otherwise doesn't move, still observing everything
 

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DRAGON'S HOARD: RUINS
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Two well equiped Ogres with matching armor walk before you. They look over you and the cell.

"Yup. The dwarf is awake."

"About time too. Near game time."

Before any further comments can be made a new sound of someone large approaches. A bat-winged creature with long horns watches towards your cell. A spiked chain is curled and hangs on a strap along its hip.

Behind him two others walk. His wings cover up much of their form. One is robed with purple and orange. The other wears well made boots with pieces of armor attached.

"GM Blacksmit, GM Bloodtear and DM Helmet... the offworlders are here and awake." says the one Ogre. Both bow and carefully back away as the Largest of the new visitors steps to your gate.

He looks down on Julian and smiles. "Pretty. I likes." it snarls and drool gathers at its toothed jaw.

The armored figure steps up. It has much smaller horns and dark skin. It could almost pass for human if not for the facial featres. He looks and nods. "I approve."

Now the third and final figure steps up. The Mind Flayer says nothing. The other two nod. "It is agreed then. They can be the replacements."



Questions? Thoughts? The lock is opened but in a way it can not be seen. The cell is 20x20. The hallway is 20 by 20 and long. Facing out from your cell, the armored creature is to the left, the winged creature is by the door and takes up 10 feet of space and the mindflayer is to the right.
 
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Ksathra stares at the mindflayer, he's heard of these things and the one thing he knows for sure is that they're nothing but trouble. "Replacements? Replacements for what? "
 

Thamior eyes passes over the three prominent figures and the two Orges, searching for a way out of this mess, though knowing it's going to be futile. Even if he had the others help in the cell to fight against their visitors, the confines of the cell would make them all easy prey. So instead of doing anything rash Thamior stands and walks over to the cell doors guessing more than stating, while trying to gauge their reaction. "Why, replacements for the Dragon's Horde, correct?"
 


Eying him back, Julian gives him a slight smile. "Replacements?! I do be flattered to be a backup choice and all, but I got better places to be. Unless this thing be payin' well."
 

DRAGON'S HOARD: RUINS
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The fiendish 1/2 breed referred to as GM Bloodtear speaks. His voice is cool and eerie. There is a sense of rare hidden rage there.

"The rewards are great and the fame is even greater. Less primitive planes have come to enjoy our ...show. We call it the Dragon's Hoard. It is a simple game really. One must collect keys or flags and leave the arena... intact."

DM Blacksmit snorts at the word "intact".

"We and other business partners have constructed a fake ruin of a city struck by a natural disaster, in this case, an earthquake. Hidden in the surrounding forest and ruins are flags. In addition to these flags each team will carry a flag. To escape one only needs three flags."

Seeing uncertainity on some of your faces, DM Helmet speaks next. The Mindflayers voice is unsettling. Especially with the psionic echo you hear in your mind. "Like any ruins...there are dangers. Creatures and the such. But ...heheehe...do not worry. We have contracted several House Jorasco agents to wander the ruins. They are healers from another plane."

"Many creatures here, including the teams, are from other planes." adds DM Blacksmit.

"There will be four teams total competing for the final prize. Each will come from a different corner of the arena. Like yourselves, they have varied skills and powers. To be fair, we evaluate each team to assure fairness."

"The bookies wouldn't have it any other way..." adds DM Blacksmit.

"The final prize is anything you can carry out that you find and 35,000 gold pieces."

DM Bloodtear speaks again- "Then you are free to go. However, many stay for future Hoards. The fame and glamour...it is enough to sell one's soul for so to speak."

Blacksmit laughs in way that sounds more like a repeating hiss.

"Do you accept these terms? Will you seek fame and fortune on an interplanar level? Will you become adventurers in the newest edition of the Dragon's Hoard?""
 

Roram listens to GM bloodtear with great interest.
"Do you accept these terms? Will you seek fame and fortune on an interplanar level? Will you become adventurers in the newest edition of the Dragon's Hoard?""

He thinks by himself, if I can get the fame I always wanted I can settle for a much bette life then I have now.

I accept your terms and would like to gain fame and fortune in the Hoard
 

"Fame is a thing I be trying to avoid, as it makes my job a bit tougher. But as for fortune, a woman like me do be enjoyin' that idea."

Eying all the creatures and peculiar individuals in front of her, Julian continues talking. "By the looks of it, if we be sayin' 'No' to your terms, you'll be sayin' otherwise. So I guess my answer do be Yes."

"When do we start?"
 

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