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?""