Name: Prince's Private Arena
Size: 25x20 feet
Properties: Invisible barriers past the gated walls, water around main stage is only 2 feet deep.
Player Capacity: 2 fighters only.
Description: A private courtyard Arena where the prince of the castle watches high level fights in a fair arena, but protected by any of the actual carnage from his magical barriers from his balcony seat.
Nicoli stood at the far end of the platform, the Princes Balcony to his left. There were no shadows for the assassin to hide in, nothing that could prevent any sort of advantage, except for perhaps the water that circles the rectangular courtyard.
He waited patiently for the man that would be his opponent; his cloak was pushed open and pushed back over each shoulder so that it wouldn’t become a hindrance. Nicoli kept his head tilted down, dark eyes staring at the different colored tiles at his feet, his hands rested on the hilts of the two swords on either hip.
He brought his full arsenal with him, though in this environment he wouldn’t be able to rely on his surroundings as much as he normally did. The cowl of his cloak was also pushed back as there was no point to it right now, no sense in hiding his identity. He hoped that he wouldn’t be forced to fight some fire wielding mage in these close confines, or any mage really, as there was nothing to take cover for him behind. Still, he was prepared for the worst and merely waited to see who he would be fighting.
Size: 25x20 feet
Properties: Invisible barriers past the gated walls, water around main stage is only 2 feet deep.
Player Capacity: 2 fighters only.
Description: A private courtyard Arena where the prince of the castle watches high level fights in a fair arena, but protected by any of the actual carnage from his magical barriers from his balcony seat.
Nicoli stood at the far end of the platform, the Princes Balcony to his left. There were no shadows for the assassin to hide in, nothing that could prevent any sort of advantage, except for perhaps the water that circles the rectangular courtyard.
He waited patiently for the man that would be his opponent; his cloak was pushed open and pushed back over each shoulder so that it wouldn’t become a hindrance. Nicoli kept his head tilted down, dark eyes staring at the different colored tiles at his feet, his hands rested on the hilts of the two swords on either hip.
He brought his full arsenal with him, though in this environment he wouldn’t be able to rely on his surroundings as much as he normally did. The cowl of his cloak was also pushed back as there was no point to it right now, no sense in hiding his identity. He hoped that he wouldn’t be forced to fight some fire wielding mage in these close confines, or any mage really, as there was nothing to take cover for him behind. Still, he was prepared for the worst and merely waited to see who he would be fighting.