Reply With QuoteBlackmoon slowly started to stir after a rest. He wondered is Teres was able to sleep. He stood up and stretched his body out. "Teres you Awake?"
The arena was filled with the cheers and shouts of the blood thirsty spectators. Today the annual caravan had arrived from the far flung reaches of the empire carrying with it those unlucky enough to have been taken as 'spoils of war' and sold to the arena masters.
As the grim procession made its way through the centre of the arena the crowd's cheers became more frenzied than before. Cages filled with beasts and men alike were brought through and disappeared one by one into the entrance to the bowls of the arena - where most would spend their last days, weeks or for some lucky few, months alive.
The terrified faces on most of the slaves gave away their inexperience - however a select few wore the hardened faces of veterans of combat - the men and women who were unlucky enough to end up here.
The slaves were all assigned a battle master - and thrown into dark rough rooms, with hardly any light or comforts. Many of the slaves would not return after the first day to these rooms. For the first day of the games were known as the most bloody.
Each group was informed that the next day they would be sent to the arena to face another group - and only when all of the opposing group were dead could they return - an live to fight another day. As the slaves attempted to sleep - rumours of fierce and deadly creatures spread through their ranks. There was tell of monstrosities that could tear a man limb from limb, and one man even insisted he had seen the soldiers bringing a Griffin back with them.
As the sun started to rise - the sounds of activity rolled through the arena. The first day had started, and whilst most were lucky enough to not be included within the first battle they could hear the faint sounds of battle, death and loudest of all the crowd.
The guards who patrolled up and down the rough corridors ignored the slaves in their rooms for the most part, most of them were discussing the first battle in the arena and before long whispers and rumours were spreading through the slaves. The talk was mostly of a fierce Griffin that had made short work of all that stood in its way with the help of a small girl apparently.
Before the rumour could continue the arena masters made their way to the cells that would be fighting next.
The second battle was about to begin.
Blackmoon slowly started to stir after a rest. He wondered is Teres was able to sleep. He stood up and stretched his body out. "Teres you Awake?"
War isn't life, It only brings death.
Sig by Lillian Thorne
The guards opened the iron door to the prisoner's cell, throwing Kazua across the room with a thud as he landed against the wall.
dang, Xaina, that hurt didnt it
Yeah... just let me deal with the bone regen, someones awake
True, true. Hey, you, Griffin. Who are you?
Kazua stood himself up, before coming to rest against the wall where he landed.
It took 10 guards to get James Ariso into his cell. They had to take all his weapons from him, and it took 3 to carry his shield, 2 to carry his spear, 1 to carry his sword, and 4 to carry him. The 4 threw him into his cell and shut it, not letting him even come close to his weapons.
Viva la Robolution!
Blackmoon growls at the new face. "You first human."
War isn't life, It only brings death.
Sig by Lillian Thorne
"Human? I am no human! I'm not even mortal!" James said.
Viva la Robolution!
"I wasn't talking to you" blackmoon growls
War isn't life, It only brings death.
Sig by Lillian Thorne
Violet walked calmly into her cell, with a blank expression. It had still been hard not to cry, and it always would, no matter how many battles she gets thrown into. She would always e scared, always start shaking from nerves, yet would find some way to win. After the guards had left, she tried to experiment with her new found gift: fire. She snapped her fingers and nothing other then a light glow came.
Awkward, cute and taken ;p Which is why it's okay to be socially awkward
Everybody love everybody
I sadly go to this public institution commonly referred to as school. So I apologize for not posting 24/7
As the activity around the arena increased and guards began rushing back and forth attempting to arrange the second fight of the day they left the prisoners in their cell.
A large man in full plate armour could be seen walking back and forth barking orders at the others. After what felt like an age guards lined up in the hallways outside the rooms with their pikes and swords.
The man in armour shouted loud enough for each of them to hear "Listen up maggots! It is time for your fight in the arena today. I think you will find we have something special planned for you all, so get out there and try not to die right away!" he finished laughing to himself.
The guards opened the door to the cells and started driving the slaves up towards the arena itself. On the way there were tables with several swords, shields and assorted weapons. They were quite poor in quality and some of them had clearly been used many times.
Kazua moved away from the guards, letting his eyes hover over the table of weapons. He didnt need weapons.
WE dont need weapons, you keep forgetting i give you this power...
God, you are so possesive... But anyway, Griffin, i am Kazua. and this is Xainu.
A skull, hovering on a platform of bone, appears above Kazua's shoulder.
He is a bone golem, but we share the same physical body. NOW He remembers. Get in our way, and I We We, then, will KILL YOU!
((OOC:This would be a good time to explain. Xainu's voice can be normally be heard like a whisper in the wind, but when Xainu manifests, then he is heard like a normal, slighty evil human voice, i'll use Medium Turquiose for the whisper in the wind, and Teal for when he manifests.
Kazua's voice is Navy))
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