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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 839256" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 048“Starlight Festival Day 2”The first day of the festival Mania spent in seclusion.&nbsp; He had little money and less concern for it.&nbsp; He heard the music and the laughter.&nbsp; He stayed in bed.&nbsp; He spent much of this time thinking about what the mysterious stranger had said to him.&nbsp; He was right but didn’t know how to find purpose or a belief.&nbsp; It was for this reason he traveled to the arena.&nbsp; He wanted money also but he had hoped for something.&nbsp; He had hoped to discover purpose.&nbsp; Instead –he found death.The image of the templar pushing the girl down for the tembo to feed on instead of herself still bothered him.&nbsp; Then there was Keela’s speech about her love for him.&nbsp; His head ached and he decided to go out.&nbsp; That night there was gladiatorial matches most of the night.&nbsp; He spent much of the night absently watching it.&nbsp; He knew the fighters below were mostly slaves forced to fight each other.&nbsp; The only reason for this- the pleasure of the crowds and the nobles.&nbsp; He watched the people in the stands mostly.&nbsp; Many of them had saved for the past three months to get into the arena to watch the games.&nbsp; But to what purpose?&nbsp; Testing one’s skills and abilities was fun, even exciting, but not as a spectator.&nbsp; At least not for him.&nbsp; Were these people trying to play out a different or better life style through watching the matches?&nbsp; Did it make them feel alive?&nbsp; What was the purpose of it all?Then something did catch his eye of interest.&nbsp; Another fight had broken out but this time it was within the nobles’ section.&nbsp; A bet between House Dree and House Leetreah had gone bad.&nbsp; People just watched as the nobles swung clumsily at each other in an effort to punch the other.&nbsp; Then the slaves began to fight.&nbsp; The slaves knew how to fight.&nbsp; One slave pushed the other.&nbsp; He is return pushed back.&nbsp; That slave went back and struck the noble.&nbsp; The noble fell from his stand into the crowd of crazed commoners.&nbsp; Mania could not see how seriously he was hurt.&nbsp; There was a sudden burst of energy that came from nowhere and struck the remaining noble.&nbsp; Clasping his chest, he then fell over the edge into the crowd.&nbsp; At this point the ½ Giants came in battering and bullying the innocent and guilty alike.&nbsp; Several templars directed the dim-witted creatures to contain the nobles and their slaves.&nbsp; They contained everyone they could reach.&nbsp;&nbsp; A magic user was here!Magic use generally was an evil act.&nbsp; Magic took power and energy from plants and the earth to shape into spells.&nbsp; Most spells then did further damage.&nbsp; A scant few learned to control and temper their use of magic to a degree of not harming the area’s life.&nbsp; They were called Defilers and Preservers.&nbsp; Neither was tolerated within the city limits of Nibenay.&nbsp; Who ever used magic within the arena had just taken a great chance.Mania left soon after.&nbsp; He wished Jocasta and Dogg would come back soon.&nbsp; Their trip was lengthened and they traveled to Balic.&nbsp; They would miss the festival in its entirety.&nbsp; Jocasta would not mind but Dogg would be devastated.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="megamania, post: 839256, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 048 “Starlight Festival Day 2” The first day of the festival Mania spent in seclusion. He had little money and less concern for it. He heard the music and the laughter. He stayed in bed. He spent much of this time thinking about what the mysterious stranger had said to him. He was right but didn’t know how to find purpose or a belief. It was for this reason he traveled to the arena. He wanted money also but he had hoped for something. He had hoped to discover purpose. Instead –he found death. The image of the templar pushing the girl down for the tembo to feed on instead of herself still bothered him. Then there was Keela’s speech about her love for him. His head ached and he decided to go out. That night there was gladiatorial matches most of the night. He spent much of the night absently watching it. He knew the fighters below were mostly slaves forced to fight each other. The only reason for this- the pleasure of the crowds and the nobles. He watched the people in the stands mostly. Many of them had saved for the past three months to get into the arena to watch the games. But to what purpose? Testing one’s skills and abilities was fun, even exciting, but not as a spectator. At least not for him. Were these people trying to play out a different or better life style through watching the matches? Did it make them feel alive? What was the purpose of it all? Then something did catch his eye of interest. Another fight had broken out but this time it was within the nobles’ section. A bet between House Dree and House Leetreah had gone bad. People just watched as the nobles swung clumsily at each other in an effort to punch the other. Then the slaves began to fight. The slaves knew how to fight. One slave pushed the other. He is return pushed back. That slave went back and struck the noble. The noble fell from his stand into the crowd of crazed commoners. Mania could not see how seriously he was hurt. There was a sudden burst of energy that came from nowhere and struck the remaining noble. Clasping his chest, he then fell over the edge into the crowd. At this point the ½ Giants came in battering and bullying the innocent and guilty alike. Several templars directed the dim-witted creatures to contain the nobles and their slaves. They contained everyone they could reach. A magic user was here! Magic use generally was an evil act. Magic took power and energy from plants and the earth to shape into spells. Most spells then did further damage. A scant few learned to control and temper their use of magic to a degree of not harming the area’s life. They were called Defilers and Preservers. Neither was tolerated within the city limits of Nibenay. Who ever used magic within the arena had just taken a great chance. Mania left soon after. He wished Jocasta and Dogg would come back soon. Their trip was lengthened and they traveled to Balic. They would miss the festival in its entirety. Jocasta would not mind but Dogg would be devastated. [/QUOTE]

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