/builders/ - Hero and Nation Builders!

Heralds of the Senate cry out the will of the Free City's governors in the streets!

"By decree of the Senate, this year's games will begin the race to the Arena Champion title early! Any gladiator that earns twenty-seven points earns the right to challenge last year's Arena Champion to lay claim to the honor, and then must defend their claim for two games! For the honor of the gods, let the Arena be stained red!"

>Previous thread links

archive.moe/tg/thread/39531515

archive.moe/tg/thread/39956340

Returning players may post a turn's actions!

Turns will be processed every 4-7 days, maybe faster if everyone has posted.

Rolled 61, 16 = 77 (2d100)

>>3515

>Name: Alimeer Tiin

>Race: High Elf

>Fluff: A wizard and monster tamer. Alimeer has always been interested in the rumors that some monsters, such as owlbears and blink dogs, had been created by a wizards. When he began to learn magic he dreamed of replicating the accomplishment and making his own monsters. Although he never reached that point he did learn some biomancy in the form of healing and, taking a warning from the rumors, learned how to tame monsters so they do not turn on him. As he neared his the end of his apprenticeship he realized that the creation of monsters would, most likely, be seen as useless in society. Especially for guards, which ended so well for the wizard in the rumor, and letting them into the wild is out of the question. He decided that the arena shall be the home of his creations, when he is able to create them, and the home of the monsters he trains. Scrounging money for a few years he bought his first monsters from monster hunters and officially became a manager.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa][Monster Holding Pens]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Amateur Trainer][Amateur Biomancy]

>Equipment: [Basic Monster Training Tools]

>Bonus: [No sense of right and wrong] You're a wizard that plans to defy nature and arguably the gods by creating life how YOU see fit. You're better at magic, but take care who knows of what you do.

>Monsters 3/5:

Phalacia [Tentacle Horror][Poorly Tamed] [1/4 Tamed]

Pepey [Dire Rat][Well Tamed]

Unthrak the destroyer [Dire Badger][Tamed] [1/6 Well Tamed]

1&2. Keep training Unthrak and Phalacia.

Rolled 39, 87 = 126 (2d100)

>>3515

>Name: Geda Maal

>Race: Kor

>Fluff: Hailing from the nomadic Kor, Geda joined the ring out of necessity - for a crime she is loathe to recall, she was exiled from her pilgrimage and punished to fight and likely die in the pits. But though she has been stripped of honor, she carries the pride and culture of her race - asceticism, faith, adamant perseverance, and a love of hooks and ropes. They are her favored tool and weapon in any scenario, like most of the Kor.

>Buildings: [Humble Home]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Basic Combat] [Amateur Showmanship] [Rope Riding][Amateur Agility]

>Equipment: [Bondage Gear Clothes], [Cross Lines]

>Bonus: [Blue Bondage Elf] People aren't really sure what to make of you, but all of those hooks must be useful in combat.

>Points: 5

1 - Alright, she's safe for now. We just need to keep her hidden, so they can't use take her and her again. Roselia… I should talk to her, see who she is, what she's like. If we don't associate with her, she'll be no better off than before.

2 - Of course, a new mouth to feed means more money we need. I wonder if there's any way to make some money on the side out of the pits.

Rolled 79, 56 = 135 (2d100)

>Name: Alareslik

>Race: Arab Elf

>Fluff: The archers of the Black Bows have served the hands of kings and emperors, and sometimes the heads of them to others. An elite mercenary corp of snipers and archers, able to pin a gnat between the chinks of a man's armor without killing insect or man.

As a captain of the Black Bows, Alareslik the elf is in charge of finding suitable men and women to add to this company. One does not simply join the Black Bows, they are selected as an archer selects his target.

And here in the arena is their trial by fire. Alareslik is in charge of organizing and gathering only the finest archers he can find, from deadly nogai who fire from the backs of horses, to deadly yeomen men and elves of the woodland realm, to even the former bodyguards of kings or marksmen in armies seeking wealth or prestige or to be part of an elite.

Here in the arena he tests them, arms them, even molds them for what is needed of them. Many try, few succeed, and the elimination is harsh and deadly.

But one day, at the end of it all, they are that much closer to being handed down a bow as black as the cloak of death itself.

Don't fill this this:

>Buildings: [Black Bow Villa] [Archery Range]

>Funds: $2,300

>Skills: [Professional Archery]

>Equipment: [Black Bows]

>Bonus: [Black Bow Recruiter] You're more established than most of your peers, but failure to locate recruits is not tolerated at all…

>Gladiators:

[Survivor of Elrith]

Alaheer [Arab Elf] {3}

Sylvanna [Forest Elf] {3}

Gorum [Forest Troll] {3} +[Troll-portable Ballistae]

Eldred [Human] {3}

Syeed [Arab Elf] - [Deadeye Shot] {3} +[Fitted Bow]

Bela Azur'thech [Noble] [Rebellious]

1-2. These two are going to fight together, and if they fail they are going to die together, one way, or another.

They had better learn to train together.

>Train.

>Have Syeed and Bela perform tasks which necessitate them being together and will fail unless they cooperate, until they learn how to work together. Make them repeat it until they get it right

>Train the others, especially Gorum and his large crossbow

Rolled 52, 51 = 103 (2d100)

>>3515

>>Name: Krag Whimpered-Blood

>>Race: Ogre

>>Fluff: Krag is not sublte, nor gentle, nor a master of intrigue. Krag wants to see bloodshed, and he wants to see it as much as he may. He desires to fight and win, and bring those under him to do the same, to raise a clan big enough to march back to the homeland and eat the ones who stole it. He isn't aware of what the homeland is, nor has he ever seen it, but apparently he has one, and he is perfectly willing to die in getting it. He brings with him to the free city a weapon and a few slaves, the stronger people of the north, destined to fight and die for the amusement of the masses, or to win glory for Krag.

>Don't fill this this:

>>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>>Funds: $800

>>Skills: [Basic Clubbin] [Basic Clobberin] [Professional Butt Scratchin]

>>Equipment: [Ogre's club] [ Wooden Weapons]

>>Bonus: [Ogre!] Some may call you a bit dumb, but they're also smaller than you. Bonus to intimidation and fighting.

>>Gladiators:

Kornn [Elf] [Slave] [Injured 2 Turns]

Morna [Human] [Slave]

1. Train myself. These slaves are incompetent, I'll fight myself!

2. Force the slaves to repair the villa, fortify it even.

>>3515

>>Name: Pretty Violet

>>Race: Human

>>Fluff: Violet was a former Gladiator captured and forced to fight in the arena to gain her freedom. Countless battles left her body scared and burnt giving her the nick name "Pretty Violet". Now after earning her freedom she returns to work outside of the ring to gain enough money to retire to a life of peace.

>>Buildings:

>>Funds: $1,000

>>Skills:

>>Equipment:

>>Bonus: Based on fluff

>>Gladiators:

Rolled 98, 90 = 188 (2d100)

>>3515

>Name: Günter Schleibaum

>Race: Tiefling

>Fluff: The Free City commemorates itself on its equality for all races, but not even it's noble citizens can truly tolerate those of vile demonic ancestry as Günter. Growing up as a mere urchin, the demonblood kept alive by thievery and intimidation on his own - after all, no one would donate to a tiefling, but few would come near one without the proper measures. As soon as he was of age, Günter went to war, desperate for any way out of the miserable rut of his life. His hesitation towards killing and questioning of orders made him a poor soldier, especially for a famed tiefling, and he found himself in the same situation as before. His unit failed to accomplish much in the war itself, and the entire section was brought before the Arena to redeem themselves. Günter had considered merely ending his life when he was forced to take that of another's, but his rage has been slowly building over the embarrassment of his existence, and the tiefling has decided on the sands of the arena floor that his axe would be stayed no longer.

>Buildings: [Humble Home]

>Funds: $500

>Skills: [Amateur Morality] [Basic Urchining] [Basic Soldiering][Basic Combat][Novice Axeman][Survivor of Elrith][4 Points]

>Equipment: [Axe]

>Bonus: [Tiefling] You're universally hated by everyone, except your own kind. [Consumed Magic] ???

>Gladiators:

1: They do not have a choice. The merchants of the city WILL sell to me. If they will not let in my by my face, they will by my axe. No one killed or anything so radical, but Tieflings have good reason to be feared… we are frightful things. I have coin, and I intend to use it on this axe. And I will not be ignored.

2. Continue training Axemanship. Soon I may need to find a sparring partner, I think. Though my training is certainly paying off..

>>3521

>>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>>Funds: $1,000

>>Skills: [Basic (favored weapon)] [Basic Showmanship]

>>Equipment: [(favored weapon)] [Basic Training Weapons]

>>Bonus: [Scarred Veteran] You've survived the Arena as a slave, a feat rarely achieved. Few in the city will fail to recognize you, and your gladiators are certain to benefit from your reputation and fame.

>>Gladiators:

unnamed [Human] [Slave]

unnamed [Elf] [Slave]

>>3523

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Basic Swordsman] [Amateur Magic]

>Equipment: [Strange Sword] [Muffling Mask]

>Bonus: [Man of Mystery] With a dark, mysterious past you certainly are up to something. Having a muffled voice that changes every time you speak really doesn't help. ???

>Gladiators:

Farsin [???] [Slave] [Strange Sword] [Amateur Swordsmanship] [Unsettling Aura]

You may both post actions

Rolled 69, 49 = 118 (2d100)

>>3525

>Name: Pretty Violet

>Race: Human

>Fluff: Violet was a former Gladiator captured and forced to fight in the arena to gain her freedom. Countless battles left her body scared and burnt giving her the nick name "Pretty Violet". Now after earning her freedom she returns to work outside of the ring to gain enough money to retire to a life of peace.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>>Funds: $1,000

>>Skills: [Basic (Spear)] [Basic Showmanship]

>>Equipment: [(Vella the Spear)] [Basic Training Weapons]

>>Bonus: [Scarred Veteran] You've survived the Arena as a slave, a feat rarely achieved. Few in the city will fail to recognize you, and your gladiators are certain to benefit from your reputation and fame.

>>Gladiators:

unnamed [Human] [Slave]

unnamed [Elf] [Slave]

1:"When you enter the arena you have no name, you are nothing. One gets a name by feats and by feats alone. If you believe you deserve a name then you will prove it in the next fight."

Pretty Violet leaves the slaves to train with one another while she leaves for the market.

2:Violet goes to the market to pick up various weapons for her slaves to use.

Rolled 63, 25 = 88 (2d100)

>Name: Gelivan vosh leebshen

>Race: Human(?)

>Fluff: Gelivan is a noble, one can tell that from his attitude, speech, and how he acts in general. What no one can tell though is what he is or where he is even from. He wears clothes of unknown make, the only thing identifiable being that they are of the highest quality. He wears a strange helmet that muffles his voice as he speaks and that seems to make him sound different every time he speaks. To the arena he has brought an even stranger gladiator named Farsin. This one is especially strange, being definetly not human but unsure of what else he could possibly be. Both of them seem to be able to use magic, especially Farsin, and they both wield strange swords from some distant land. Gelivan is quite unsettling, and Farsin gives off a very strange and fearful aura.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Basic Swordsman] [Amateur Magic]

>Equipment: [Strange Sword] [Muffling Mask]

>Bonus: [Man of Mystery] With a dark, mysterious past you certainly are up to something. Having a muffled voice that changes every time you speak really doesn't help. ???

>Gladiators:

Farsin [???] [Slave] [Strange Sword] [Amateur Swordsmanship] [Unsettling Aura]

1."Well Farsin, it seems we finally made it into this city. We have alot of work to do before it becomes…habitable, to say the least. Stay here, ive got much work to do." Gelivan then left Farsin, knowing the being would be decorating the house with…magical symbols

2. While out Gelivan searched for and found a two long lengthsof spiked chain for Farsin and himself to use.

>>3534

As you missed a thread, you may remove [Injured] from both of your Gladiators.

You may also buy up to 2 generic Orc or Human slaves for $100 each, as you missed the slave bazaar turn.

Feel free to change your first action and give it another roll. Or keep the 42, if you're not feeling lucky.

>>3537

>Funds:

$2,130

Rolled 67, 65 = 132 (2d100)

>>3515

Name: Julius Tiberus

Race: Human

Fluff:Julius woke one day on the side of the Ibiseron, among the fields of juniper along it's shores. He know not where he came from, no where he was going, but sat up and followed the river to a great city, the Free City, where he soon found a home in the great arena of the city, the Coliseum. The man was a natural with the gladius and hasta, the pilum and scutum. Some say he was blessed by the gods, but he never saw it as such. He took the skills he learned as a gladiator and set about the ancient world looking for purpose. He found this purpose in training fellow gladiators. His skill in the arena paled in comparison to his skill as a teacher, although many would call his methods rather… harsh, his pupils often found themselves with laurels on their brows, instead of blood and steel.

Don't fill this this:

>Buildings: [Humble Home]

>Funds: $ 900

>Skills: [Amateur Showmanship][Amateur Teacher]

>Equipment: [Ordinary Assortment of Weapons] [Basic Armor]

>Bonus: [Oddly Inept Teacher] - Julius can never possess more than 1 skill above Basic level, but can train students to Professional skill levels in skills he possesses.

>Gladiators: Marcus Linnaes - [Human] [Unskilled Gladiator][1 Points][Amateur Showmanship]

Gork - [Orc] [Freeman] [Strong]

[Amateur Combat]

1/2. Have a training session with Gork and Marcus

Rolled 53, 93 = 146 (2d100)

>>3515

>>>Name: Tychus

>>>Race: True Sidhe Fey

>>>Fluff: Hailing from Gaelus, Tychus is an exile of his poeple, cast out for some violation of their obscure, confusing and oft times esoteric law. Rather than wither and die from boredom, or get himself killed for tormenting the people of Gaelus, Tychus decided to to become a gladiator manager. After all it seemed fun! Although these poor mortals seem so inept at Everything! No magic, slow and so weak. Well Tychus would fix that! It can't be that Hard!

>>Don't fill this this:

>>>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>>>Funds: $880

>>>Skills: [Professional Child Snatcher]

>>>Equipment: [Variable Fey Weapon Assortment]

>>>Bonus: [Fey] Well this all seems interesting. ???

>>>Gladiators:

>>Bob the Orc [Orc] [Slave]

[Amateur Spearman 2/3]

+ Twisted Fey Creation [Bound] [Formless Abomination] (Mr. Tickles)

1. Train that orc spearman!

2. Get the abomination of mine into decent combat shape! Mush you mush!

>Name: Franz Mitt

>Race: German

>Fluff: From a land far away this beer-lover has been in the Gladiator business since he was 18 however after his home village was sacked by a large empire he had to find work elsewhere, doing odd jobs for criminals and such until he got back into gladiators again

>>3515

>Name: Pattence

>Race: Vampire

>Fluff:

Pattence was somewhere in the middle in a long line of vampires. Initiated and raised to become a warrior he too as all immortals learned to fear death more than any mortal ever could. Perhaps this could also explain his unnatural fascination with the subject.

Forever the Great Arenas had been a place for warriors to test their mettle and only those who learned quickly succeeded, the others ground into dust. But then Pattence thought to himself, what if people had a second chance? And a third? And a forth?

Taught in the arts of Necromancy Pattence took up the worst of the worst, warriors that lacked all skill and ability, to fight over and over again. They would have their limbs cut off, their heads caved in and after every defeat they would rise again, as Pattence hoped, a little more able than the last time.

Though perhaps a rather unorthodox tactic to train one's Gladiators Pattence believes that eventually his training will spawn an able gladiator or two.

>Buildings:

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills:

>Equipment:

>Bonus: Based on fluff

>Gladiators:

>>3579

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Amateur Trainer]

>Equipment: [Basic Training Weapons]

>Bonus:

[Obligatory Shady Dude] You've got a criminal past, and many things the law frowns upon are easier for you to accomplish…

[Lifetime of Training] You've been training gladiators for most of your life. +5 to all training rolls

>Gladiators:

??? [Human] [Slave]

??? [Human] [Slave]

>>3580

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Novice Necromancy] [Vampire Stealth] [Amateur Illusion Magic]

>Equipment: [Basic Training Weapons]

>Bonus:

[Interview with a Vampire] You're the unholy undead. While you don't sparkle in the sunlight, you may want to avoid the Arena's famed garlic roasted dire hog shank. And people learning you're a vampire. Interviews not recommended.

[Quirky Necromancy] It will take some work to get your plans for your gladiators to work, but it isn't like you've got plenty of time to get it right.

>Gladiators:

??? [Human] [Slave]

??? [Human] [Slave]

You may both post actions.

>Name: Franz Mitt

>Race: German

>Fluff: From a land far away this beer-lover has been in the Gladiator business since he was 18 however after his home village was sacked by a large empire he had to find work elsewhere, doing odd jobs for criminals and such until he got back into gladiators again

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Amateur Trainer]

>Equipment: [Basic Training Weapons]

>Bonus:

[Obligatory Shady Dude] You've got a criminal past, and many things the law frowns upon are easier for you to accomplish…

[Lifetime of Training] You've been training gladiators for most of your life. +5 to all training rolls

>Gladiators:

Hanz [Human] [Slave]

Phil [Human] [Slave]

1-2. Get Slaves numbers 1 and 2 to fix up mah fooking house

Rolled 74, 44 = 118 (2d100)

>>3675

Rolled 86, 52 = 138 (2d100)

>Fill this in

>Name:Fevkord Dark

>Race:Drow

>Fluff:Fevkord Dark was once Fevkord Gerdsha a former drow broker. But when he "miscounted" the matron's money and "enlisted" a drider assassin. He ran away from the undercity and into the free city. Fevkord changed his last name to Dark and used a portion of the Matron's money to jumpstart his gladiator manager career. He's often fast talking and a bit of a smart ass but knows how to get the finest poisons for his gladiators.

>Don't fill this this:

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $2,420

>Skills: [Basic Politicking] [Basic Training]

>Equipment: [Poison Application Kit][Merchant Bets]

>>Bonus: [Hunted by the Matron] The Matron's funds jumpstarted your career, but if she should find you…[Drow Cruelty] Your slaves are more likely to get to work, for fear of your cruelty, but if they should sense weakness bad things could happen.

>>Gladiators:

>Dayrl Littlefinger- [Human] [Slave] 1/3 [Amateur Melee]

>The Madam Matron- [Forest Elf] [Blackface Elf] [Slave] [Archer][1/2 Inept Stand Up Philosophiser].

>Prov- [Orc] [Slave] 1/3 [Amateur Melee].

>The Slayer [Orc] [Slave] [Barbarian]

1. Try to have the Madam Matron recite her jokes while firing arrows and throw some pebbles if she missed a shot or said a really bad joke

2. Explore some of my place have Prov watch my back I want to see if there's gonna to be assassins i'll have Prov try to kill them, if it's a drider capture it, & if it's some wild beast I'll run and see who would win and have Prov wear the beast's skin if he wins if he loses poison the beast.

>>3517

>Alimeer

You are repeatedly forced to use a paralysis spell upon an unruly Phalacia, coming far too close to the horror's beaked maw several times than you'd ever like to again. But Unthrak takes well to your training, and eventually Phalacia seems to learn from it's better.

Pepey even drags in a stray cat, leaving the carcass at the foot of your bed. Phalacia enjoyed the snack.

Untrak gains [5/6 Well Tamed]

Phalacia gains [2/4 Tamed]

>>3518

>Geda

Roselia seems too terrified of her own shadow to survive on her own, and you watch as she slowly begins to keep more and more to herself…

When you look for jobs, you find several jobs posted around various taverns.

>Town Guard Recruiting! (Permanent)

Must have 2 [Basic] combat skills and 20 Arena Points!

>Wanted: Mercenaries! (Available for 3 turns)

A band of goblins has been harassing a nearby settlement. With the Free City's might watching the war beyond the Western border, the local mayor has put up a call for mercenaries to hunt down the bandits!

Pay negotiable.

>Wanted: Escort

Little information provided

>>3519

>Alareslik

Syeed and Bela aren't very happy to have to work together, though eventually Bela establishes herself as the one giving orders. Something about noble right.

The others don't seem to get all that much done, and you are never quite able to spend enough time with each initiate as you would like.

Bela + [1/3 Amateur Leadership] [Amateur Archery]

Syeed + [Amateur Archery]

Rest + [1/3 Amateur Archery]

>>3520

Fighting yourself is easy! Your opponent fails to land a single blow, and you clobber your shadow with every swing at the ground! Morna eventually suggests that you train a skill besides your flawless clubbin and clobberin. In no time, you're demonstrating your superior strength to the puny human!

+Villa Repairs 3/8

>>3526

The market has a wide assortment of weapons, though personally you find them all a bit… average.

>$200 per weapon of your choice

You return to find your gladiators exhausted and bruised. They really got into that training! Both males seem eager for your approval.

Gladiators + [2/3 Amateur Combat] [Rival]

>>3527

>Gelivan

You leave Farsin in the ruined villa, but fail to find any merchants selling lengths of spiked chain.

+ Symbols [1/???]

>>3534

>Maximvs

You find a female orc working in some human smith's shop. She gives a smile when you tell her of your plan, admitting that she would like to have her own forge to craft mighty armors and weapons for gladiators.

Soon she visits your villa, but her grin quickly turns into a frown.

"You live -here-? In this mess? Does your roof even keep the rain out?"

The night seemed to vanish after you showed her that your bed and quarters were perfectly dry, explaining your vision for the villa and your mighty gladiators.

In the morning, she informs you that she'd be happy to be part of your vision, so long as you fix this villa up and take care of her needs. Until then, she'll be working for the annoying human.

+ ??? Orc Smith [Contact]

>>3573

>Julius

Gork, Marcus and yourself take turns sparring, and slowly you all improve!

All + [Amateur Swordsmanship]

>>3576

>Tychus

Bob practices with his spear while you turn your attention upon 'Mr Tickles'… In no time, you've solidified the Fey Creation into the combat form you have in mind…

Bob + [Amateur Spearman]

-Twisted Fey Creation

+ Mr Tickles [Fey Warrior] [Bound]

Please describe the combat form you had in mind for Mr Tickles.

>>3675

>Franz

Hanz and Phil get to work fixing up the ruined villa.

Repairs 3/8

>>3524

>Gunter

You head out to give the merchants of the city a piece of your mind. Your coin is as good as any other, and if need be you will give them a reason to fear Tieflings!

"Merchant trouble, Gunter?" The strange Tiefling that threw you the drake heart waves from an alley. "Madame sends her regards once more, friend. You ever need to buy anything, you head to the Boozed Hound tavern and tell the red-haired wench Rose what you need. She'll arrange the rest, and we know the best."

You train with your axe for a while before heading to the Boozed Hound. Rose greets you with a smile. "What can I get for you, shug?"

+Contact: Rose the Wench

+ [Basic Axeman]

- [Consumed Magic]

As a FREE ACTION, you may see Rose to acquire items.

>>3677

The slaves train hard, and your focus upon Prov and The Slayer show promising results!

The Madam Matron + [Amateur Stand Up Philosophiser]

Dayrl & The Slayer + [Novice Melee] [Strong]

Meanwhile, Prov follows you around. Surely he'll stop any assassins, right? Your villa isn't much more than a walled square roughly twenty meters across, though the ruins of several buildings besides the humble wreck you and your slaves sleep in still fills the space.

As you search for any sort of secret area around the wall, Prov points out an odd pair fixated upon you. The first is a bound and gagged drow, clad in that unflattering human burlap material. She must be ready to kill the entire city just from that insult alone. The second is the human man that looks to own both your fellow drow and the cart she is chained to.

"You there!" He hurries over toward you while a younger version of himself sees that the cart follows. "This bitch here killed my eldest son during a little raid by your kind, but I see a particular hatred in her eyes for you! I've an offer you may wish to hear…" The look in his eye reminds you of the Matron before she had the skin flayed off of slaves out of boredom, but far more focused.

After learning that the human's only desire was to know the killer of his heir suffered for the rest of her life, you agreed to take her into your growing gladiator collection. The white runes around her neck and down her spine glowed as a drop of your blood completed the ritual that would be the man's ultimate revenge. This elf was bound to you for the rest of her life, runes both compelling her to obey your command and ensuring that her life would end if yours did.

If the man cried for his son or the small fortune he paid for this revenge, you'll never really know.

+ ??? [Drow] [Runic Binding] [Basic Swordsmanship] [Agility] [Drow Stealth]

If I have missed anyone, please link this post and the post I've missed.

Rolled 33, 63 = 96 (2d100)

>>3697

>Name: Alimeer Tiin

>Race: High Elf

>Fluff: A wizard and monster tamer. Alimeer has always been interested in the rumors that some monsters, such as owlbears and blink dogs, had been created by a wizards. When he began to learn magic he dreamed of replicating the accomplishment and making his own monsters. Although he never reached that point he did learn some biomancy in the form of healing and, taking a warning from the rumors, learned how to tame monsters so they do not turn on him. As he neared his the end of his apprenticeship he realized that the creation of monsters would, most likely, be seen as useless in society. Especially for guards, which ended so well for the wizard in the rumor, and letting them into the wild is out of the question. He decided that the arena shall be the home of his creations, when he is able to create them, and the home of the monsters he trains. Scrounging money for a few years he bought his first monsters from monster hunters and officially became a manager.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa][Monster Holding Pens]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Amateur Trainer][Amateur Biomancy]

>Equipment: [Basic Monster Training Tools]

>Bonus: [No sense of right and wrong] You're a wizard that plans to defy nature and arguably the gods by creating life how YOU see fit. You're better at magic, but take care who knows of what you do.

>Monsters 3/5:

Phalacia [Tentacle Horror][Poorly Tamed] [2/4 Tamed]

Pepey [Dire Rat][Well Tamed]

Unthrak the destroyer [Dire Badger][Tamed] [5/6 Well Tamed]

The arena shall be beginning soon. These two are almost truly ready.

1. Continue training Unthrak [5/6]

2. Continue training Phalacia [2/4]

Rolled 69, 20 = 89 (2d100)

>Name: Gelivan vosh leebshen

>Race: Human(?)

>Fluff: Gelivan is a noble, one can tell that from his attitude, speech, and how he acts in general. What no one can tell though is what he is or where he is even from. He wears clothes of unknown make, the only thing identifiable being that they are of the highest quality. He wears a strange helmet that muffles his voice as he speaks and that seems to make him sound different every time he speaks. To the arena he has brought an even stranger gladiator named Farsin. This one is especially strange, being definetly not human but unsure of what else he could possibly be. Both of them seem to be able to use magic, especially Farsin, and they both wield strange swords from some distant land. Gelivan is quite unsettling, and Farsin gives off a very strange and fearful aura.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Basic Swordsman] [Amateur Magic]

>Equipment: [Strange Sword] [Muffling Mask]

>Bonus: [Man of Mystery] With a dark, mysterious past you certainly are up to something. Having a muffled voice that changes every time you speak really doesn't help. ???

>Gladiators:

Farsin [???] [Slave] [Strange Sword] [Amateur Swordsmanship] [Unsettling Aura]

+Symbols[1/???]

1. Make more symbols, we have gladiators to summon after all.

2. Well now that the house is…decorated, why dont I go out and find some nice host for the gladiators. Female in this case.

Rolled 31, 16 = 47 (2d100)

>>3723

>Fill this in

>Name:Fevkord Dark

>Race:Drow

>Fluff:Fevkord Dark was once Fevkord Gerdsha a former drow broker. But when he "miscounted" the matron's money and "enlisted" a drider assassin. He ran away from the undercity and into the free city. Fevkord changed his last name to Dark and used a portion of the Matron's money to jumpstart his gladiator manager career. He's often fast talking and a bit of a smart ass but knows how to get the finest poisons for his gladiators.

>Don't fill this this:

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $2,420

>Skills: [Basic Politicking] [Basic Training]

>Equipment: [Poison Application Kit][Merchant Bets]

>>Bonus: [Hunted by the Matron] The Matron's funds jumpstarted your career, but if she should find you…[Drow Cruelty] Your slaves are more likely to get to work, for fear of your cruelty, but if they should sense weakness bad things could happen.

>>Gladiators:

>Dayrl Littlefinger [Human] [Slave] [Novice Melee] [Strong]

>The Madam Matron [Forest Elf] [Blackface Elf] [Slave] [Archer] [Amateur Stand Up Philosophiser]

>Prov [Orc] [Slave] 1/3 [Amateur Melee].

>The Slayer [Orc] [Slave] [Barbarian] [Novice Melee] [Strong]

>1st Attempt on my life [Drow] [Runic Binding] [Basic Swordsmanship] [Agility] [Drow Stealth]

Undo the gags I want to see if I know her from somewhere

1. Look for that man who captured her I'll offer him a job in helping me get my slaves in check. Who knows I'll like his company and maybe tell them about myself

2.Train 1st attempt on my life to be a berserker how by having the Prov and The Slayer do what orcs do to Drow if they weren't enslaved as in break the haughtiness out of her

>>3728

"Don't have to be rude, shug. You're on your own for sparring partners, Madam only pays me to ensure her kind can get things from them racist merchants."

>Items available

$150 Light Armor

$250 Medium Armor

$400 Heavy Armor

$200 Axe (1-handed)

$300 Good Axe (Quality)

$500 2-handed Axe

$1000 Honest Smile

$2000 None at all

FREE Wench's Smile

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>3733

"I'd need a Quality Axe and some Medium Armor, but I'm about 50 coins short. Some way I could strike a deal with you or the Madam for my next fight or something? Fifty ain't a lot, and I can pay you back a hundred after the next scuff."

>>3734

"Not sure if you know what you'd be getting into, asking to be in Madam's debt, shug. You best not come up short."

+ Quality Axe

+ Medium Armor

-$500

+ Debt to Madam: $100

Rolled 30, 86 = 116 (2d100)

>>3697

>Name: Geda Maal

>Race: Kor

>Fluff: Hailing from the nomadic Kor, Geda joined the ring out of necessity - for a crime she is loathe to recall, she was exiled from her pilgrimage and punished to fight and likely die in the pits. But though she has been stripped of honor, she carries the pride and culture of her race - asceticism, faith, adamant perseverance, and a love of hooks and ropes. They are her favored tool and weapon in any scenario, like most of the Kor.

>Buildings: [Humble Home]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Basic Combat] [Amateur Showmanship] [Rope Riding][Amateur Agility]

>Equipment: [Bondage Gear Clothes], [Cross Lines]

>Bonus: [Blue Bondage Elf] People aren't really sure what to make of you, but all of those hooks must be useful in combat.

>Points: 5

1 - A blade for hire. It beats selling my body to perverted scum, that's for sure. And I may even get to practice my talents on the job! Mercenary work it is.

2 - Try and get Roselia out of her shell. Hiding inside oneself and retreating from the world won't do anything but make you a victim. She needs to learn to empower herself, to take her life back. The only thing worse than a cage is one you build for yourself.

Rolled 51, 84 = 135 (2d100)

>>3714

>>>Name: Tychus

>>>Race: True Sidhe Fey

>>>Fluff: Hailing from Gaelus, Tychus is an exile of his poeple, cast out for some violation of their obscure, confusing and oft times esoteric law. Rather than wither and die from boredom, or get himself killed for tormenting the people of Gaelus, Tychus decided to to become a gladiator manager. After all it seemed fun! Although these poor mortals seem so inept at Everything! No magic, slow and so weak. Well Tychus would fix that! It can't be that Hard!

>>Don't fill this this:

>>>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>>>Funds: $880

>>>Skills: [Professional Child Snatcher]

>>>Equipment: [Variable Fey Weapon Assortment]

>>>Bonus: [Fey] Well this all seems interesting. ???

>>>Gladiators:

>>Bob the Orc [Orc] [Slave][Amateur Spearman]

>>Mr Tickles [Fey Warrior] [Bound]

I was thinking Tall lanky and thin, with long claws a prehensile tongue dripping vitriol.

1. Now work on the orc's shield work.

2. Try to set up a fight for Mr tickles

Rolled 44, 38 = 82 (2d100)

>>3713

>Name: Pretty Violet

>Race: Human

>Fluff: Violet was a former Gladiator captured and forced to fight in the arena to gain her freedom. Countless battles left her body scared and burnt giving her the nick name "Pretty Violet". Now after earning her freedom she returns to work outside of the ring to gain enough money to retire to a life of peace.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>>Funds: $1,000

>>Skills: [Basic (Spear)] [Basic Showmanship]

>>Equipment: [(Vella the Spear)] [Basic Training Weapons], Axe (1-handed)

>>Bonus: [Scarred Veteran] You've survived the Arena as a slave, a feat rarely achieved. Few in the city will fail to recognize you, and your gladiators are certain to benefit from your reputation and fame.

>>Gladiators:

unnamed [Human] [Slave]

unnamed [Elf] [Slave]

1: "Keep working you two before I have to get down their and show you how to do it" 2/3

2:Go out and examine the other gladiators, see who could pose a threat and who'd be a good match up for my boys.

Rolled 73, 23 = 96 (2d100)

>Name: Franz Mitt

>Race: German

>Fluff: From a land far away this beer-lover has been in the Gladiator business since he was 18 however after his home village was sacked by a large empire he had to find work elsewhere, doing odd jobs for criminals and such until he got back into gladiators again

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Amateur Trainer]

>Equipment: [Basic Training Weapons]

>Bonus:

[Obligatory Shady Dude] You've got a criminal past, and many things the law frowns upon are easier for you to accomplish…

[Lifetime of Training] You've been training gladiators for most of your life. +5 to all training rolls

>Gladiators:

Hanz [Human] [Slave]

Phil [Human] [Slave]

1. Keep up the repairs phil this'll help you NOT DIE in the fights

2. Send hanz to train himself for the fights a head

Rolled 76, 4 = 80 (2d100)

>>3713

>Name:

Maximvs Mascvlinvs

>Race:

Hobgoblin

>Fluff:

A pampered hobgoblin noble from a long and storied eastern dynasty, Maximus Masculinus is a shameful weakling by hobgoblin standards - barely as strong as a human! In a society that values martial skill and brutality above all, he is a blight on the Masculinus family name. Plied with enough plundered wealth to live out his days comfortably in some far away kingdom where he can no longer be an embarrassment to his father and brothers, he made for the free city.

In the free city, he plans to buy the biggest, baddest, most brutal looking slaves, put them in the most intimidating armour he can find and equip them with the meanest looking weapons. Then, and only then will he push them out into the arena to fight in his name, proving once and for all that the name Maximus Masculinus is a name worthy of respect.

>Buildings:

[Ruined Villa]

>Funds:

$2,130

>Skills:

[Legendary Family Embarrassment]

>Equipment:

2 x [Big Basic Armor]

>Bonus:

[Overcompensating Weedy Git] But you've got extra starting $$$ from all that plunder…

>Contacts:

+ Sanura, Orc Smith [Contact]

>Gladiators:

-unnamed- [Half-Troll] [Slave] [Big Guy]1/2 [Amateur Discipline]

-unnamed- [Orc] [Slave] [Intimidating] 1/2 [Amateur Discipline]

-unnamed- [Orc] [Slave]

-unnamed- [Orc] [Slave]

1, 2. Alright, boys. To train your strength to fight in the arena, i'm going to have you lifting large quantities of stone up from market.

You'll be using it to patch the villa's walls.

>Buy stone for the slaves to repair the villa with (-$???)

Rolled 19, 35 = 54 (2d100)

>>3713

>Name: Alareslik

>Race: Arab Elf

>Fluff: The archers of the Black Bows have served the hands of kings and emperors, and sometimes the heads of them to others. An elite mercenary corp of snipers and archers, able to pin a gnat between the chinks of a man's armor without killing insect or man.

As a captain of the Black Bows, Alareslik the elf is in charge of finding suitable men and women to add to this company. One does not simply join the Black Bows, they are selected as an archer selects his target.

And here in the arena is their trial by fire. Alareslik is in charge of organizing and gathering only the finest archers he can find, from deadly nogai who fire from the backs of horses, to deadly yeomen men and elves of the woodland realm, to even the former bodyguards of kings or marksmen in armies seeking wealth or prestige or to be part of an elite.

Here in the arena he tests them, arms them, even molds them for what is needed of them. Many try, few succeed, and the elimination is harsh and deadly.

But one day, at the end of it all, they are that much closer to being handed down a bow as black as the cloak of death itself.

Don't fill this this:

>Buildings: [Black Bow Villa] [Archery Range]

>Funds: $2,300

>Skills: [Professional Archery]

>Equipment: [Black Bows]

>Bonus: [Black Bow Recruiter] You're more established than most of your peers, but failure to locate recruits is not tolerated at all…

>Gladiators:

[Survivor of Elrith]

Alaheer [Arab Elf] {3} +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

Sylvanna [Forest Elf] {3} +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

Gorum [Forest Troll] {3} +[Troll-portable Ballistae] +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

Eldred [Human] {3} +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

Syeed [Arab Elf] - [Deadeye Shot] {3} +[Fitted Bow] +[Amateur Archery]

Bela Azur'thech [Noble] [Rebellious] + [Amateur Archery]

1-2. That one's a leader. A rare trait which must be nurtured and tempered.

[1/3 Amateur Leadership]

Rolled 73, 72 = 145 (2d100)

>>3674

>Name: Pattence

>Race: Vampire

>Fluff:

Pattence was somewhere in the middle in a long line of vampires. Initiated and raised to become a warrior he too as all immortals learned to fear death more than any mortal ever could. Perhaps this could also explain his unnatural fascination with the subject.

Forever the Great Arenas had been a place for warriors to test their mettle and only those who learned quickly succeeded, the others ground into dust. But then Pattence thought to himself, what if people had a second chance? And a third? And a forth?

Taught in the arts of Necromancy Pattence took up the worst of the worst, warriors that lacked all skill and ability, to fight over and over again. They would have their limbs cut off, their heads caved in and after every defeat they would rise again, as Pattence hoped, a little more able than the last time.

Though perhaps a rather unorthodox tactic to train one's Gladiators Pattence believes that eventually his training will spawn an able gladiator or two.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills:

+ [Novice Necromancy]

+ [Vampire Stealth]

+ [Amateur Illusion Magic]

>Equipment:

+ [Basic Training Weapons]

>Bonus:

+ [Interview with a Vampire] You're the unholy undead. While you don't sparkle in the sunlight, you may want to avoid the Arena's famed garlic roasted dire hog shank. And people learning you're a vampire. Interviews not recommended.

+ [Quirky Necromancy] It will take some work to get your plans for your gladiators to work, but it isn't like you've got plenty of time to get it right.

>Gladiators:

+ ??? [Human] [Slave]

+ ??? [Human] [Slave]

1-2. The slaves can get busy training, meanwhile Pattence would try to work on an incredibly elaborate as well as amazingly special and cool way to get the fuck out of the city should anyone discover he is a vampire. Just in case.

>>3727

Your training efforts continue.

Unthrak + [Well Tamed]

Phalacia + [Tamed]

>>3728

Rose gets you the items you wanted, and you take to the streets to find a sparring partner. Unfortunately, the illegal fighting ring you found threw someone that didn't belong standing against you. When you split his skull with an attack that should have been parried, the group scattered before the town guard was alerted to the screams of the woman that was with him! During your escape, you notice a strange, masked man that had cornered a young woman. After the commotion dies down, you find that she has been holding onto your arm for at least six streets.

+[Minor HEAT 2/2] (reduce each turn)

+ Confused young woman [elf]

>>3729

Farsin works on the symbols while you stalk the streets. Unfortunately, you are interrupted when a group of men flee a nearby warehouse that has filled with screams.

In the confusion of it all, the rabble knock you into a wall and the young elf you were 'convincing' has escaped. You too make your escape as the town guard rushes toward the sound of the screams.

Symbols [3/???]

>>3732

It seems the man that captured her has departed the city. Disappointing!

With a grin, you order Prov and The Slayer to have their way with your new slave. By the time you think to order the slave to not fight back, she has caused enough damage to the orcs that they have little interest in further attempts.

You feel a sympathetic pain in your groin.

>>3744

The local mayor is glad to have you signed on, but asks you return after the next arena fights. More fighters should be willing to join the job then, and he doesn't fancy the odds of a lone elf.

Your efforts with Roselia get her eating meals with both yourself and the dwarves, though after this arena match you may wish to determine if she will stay with you or your mentor when you part ways…

>>3747

Bob the Orc begins training with a wooden shield, though you'd have liked to see more progress.

+ [Amateur Shield Use 1/2]

With some Fey charisma, you manage to arrange for Mr Tickles to appear as a monster battle in the coming Arena. Roll 1d6 to determine how many $100 dollars you make, and 1d3 for number of gladiators that will face him.

>>4301

Correction for Bob the Orc.

+ [Amateur Shield Use 1/3]

>>3754

With your encouragement, the two slaves manage to complete their training!

slaves + [Amateur Combat]

Unfortunately, it seems that the other managers are guarding their prized gladiators for this coming fight…

>>3757

Phil grumbles at working alone, but he makes fine progress. Soon, you're getting a glimpse of what your villa will be.

Repairs 5/10

Hanz doesn't seem to take well to any sort of training, however.

>>3772

Your slaves take well to the physical labor, their size and the competitive nature of orcs when it comes to feats of strength giving your efforts a decided boost. Many strong backs make quick work!

Until you hear a commotion from the slaves. It seems one of the new orcs dropped a stone on himself. At least you've got all the stone you'll need for the rest of the repairs!

-$200

New Orc 2 + [Injured]

Repairs 6/10

>>3786

Bela seems to constantly forget the second part of your training, but you're not about to give up on her now.

+ [2/3 Amateur Leadership]

>>3788

It seems that your attempts to garner attention and sell lessons have paid off!

A young noble approaches you toward the end of your latest training session. "Julius Tiberus, is it? I seek a champion to fight for my sister's honor in the arena. Will you fight my sister's suitor in my stead to prevent her from being forced to marry a cruel man? I can provide you with $1000 worth of equipment, supplies, laborers, or even whores, if that suits you. Give me your oath and I shall ensure you receive it."

If you accept, you must nominate yourself or a gladiator as this noble's champion, and receive $1000 worth of goods. (anything left over will be $$$)

+ [A Lady's Honor]

$150 Light Armor

$250 Medium Armor

$400 Heavy Armor

$200 Weapon (1-handed)

$300 Good Weapon (Quality)

$500 2-handed Weapon

$100 Shield

$200 Good Shield

(other services/goods may be requested)

SCRUFFY MAY POST A RESPONSE TO THIS OFFER

>>3795

The slaves train well under your supervision, and as you gaze into the water barrel they slake their mortal thirst from, you are struck with inspiration.

+ [Optional Sun Sparkles] You can sparkle in the sunlight, if you choose. Who could possibly best this amazingly special and cool ability?

Slaves:

+[Amateur Combat]

ARENA FIGHTS WILL BE POSTED TONIGHT. ONLY POST IF YOU HAVE A RESPONSE TO GIVE TO AN OFFER OR I MISSED YOU THIS TURN.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>4301

>>>Name: Tychus

>>>Race: True Sidhe Fey

>>>Fluff: Hailing from Gaelus, Tychus is an exile of his poeple, cast out for some violation of their obscure, confusing and oft times esoteric law. Rather than wither and die from boredom, or get himself killed for tormenting the people of Gaelus, Tychus decided to to become a gladiator manager. After all it seemed fun! Although these poor mortals seem so inept at Everything! No magic, slow and so weak. Well Tychus would fix that! It can't be that Hard!

>>Don't fill this this:

>>>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>>>Funds: $880

>>>Skills: [Professional Child Snatcher]

>>>Equipment: [Variable Fey Weapon Assortment]

>>>Bonus: [Fey] Well this all seems interesting. ???

>>>Gladiators:

>>Bob the Orc [Orc] [Slave][Amateur Spearman][Amateur Shield Use 1/2]

>>Mr Tickles [Fey Warrior] [Bound]

pay roll

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>4301

>>4303

gladiator roll

>>4301

>Name: Günter Schleibaum

>Race: Tiefling

>Fluff: The Free City commemorates itself on its equality for all races, but not even it's noble citizens can truly tolerate those of vile demonic ancestry as Günter. Growing up as a mere urchin, the demonblood kept alive by thievery and intimidation on his own - after all, no one would donate to a tiefling, but few would come near one without the proper measures. As soon as he was of age, Günter went to war, desperate for any way out of the miserable rut of his life. His hesitation towards killing and questioning of orders made him a poor soldier, especially for a famed tiefling, and he found himself in the same situation as before. His unit failed to accomplish much in the war itself, and the entire section was brought before the Arena to redeem themselves. Günter had considered merely ending his life when he was forced to take that of another's, but his rage has been slowly building over the embarrassment of his existence, and the tiefling has decided on the sands of the arena floor that his axe would be stayed no longer.

>Buildings: [Humble Home]

>Funds: $500

>Skills: [Amateur Morality] [Basic Urchining] [Basic Soldiering][Basic Combat][Basic Axeman][Survivor of Elrith][4 Points]

>Equipment: [Good Axe (Quality)], [Medium Armor]

>Bonus: [Tiefling] You're universally hated by everyone, except your own kind.

>Gladiators:

+ Confused young woman [Elf]

[Minor HEAT 2/2]

Though it is somewhat impressive how she managed to slip out from that crowd and attach herself so firmly to my arm, I now have no idea what to do with the elf that's slowly merging with my bicep. I'm gonna shake my arm a bit and see if she comes off. No? Of course not. Fucking hell, she's suffocating my arm. "You're draining the blood from my arm." Gunter stares for a few more moments at the terrified woman before sighing, continuing to move throughout the crowd. "If you're gonna pretend we're a prancing Elven couple, you mind at least telling me your name? Can you speak? Anything?", the young tiefling says with a hint more gentleness than there usually was in his down voice. Regardless, he was heading back to his own house - if the woman wanted the split off, she was welcome to, but from the look in her eyes she wasn't about to do anything other than squish my arm anytime soon. What the hell was someone so waifish doing watching an illegal fighting ring anyway? And what was up with that scream when I, uh, accidentally squashed that half-elf back there? Probably not best to ask about now.

>>4305

I have been informed the Elf around Gunter's arm is in fact the one that ducked away from maskman, but NOT the one that screamed when the other guy died. Confusing wording.

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>Name: Franz Mitt

>Race: German

>Fluff: From a land far away this beer-lover has been in the Gladiator business since he was 18 however after his home village was sacked by a large empire he had to find work elsewhere, doing odd jobs for criminals and such until he got back into gladiators again

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Amateur Trainer]

>Equipment: [Basic Training Weapons]

>Bonus:

[Obligatory Shady Dude] You've got a criminal past, and many things the law frowns upon are easier for you to accomplish…

[Lifetime of Training] You've been training gladiators for most of your life. +5 to all training rolls

>Gladiators:

Hanz [Human] [Slave]

Phil [Human] [Slave]

>>4302

Hans's gladiator roll

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>4301

>Name: Alimeer Tiin

>Race: High Elf

>Fluff: A wizard and monster tamer. Alimeer has always been interested in the rumors that some monsters, such as owlbears and blink dogs, had been created by a wizards. When he began to learn magic he dreamed of replicating the accomplishment and making his own monsters. Although he never reached that point he did learn some biomancy in the form of healing and, taking a warning from the rumors, learned how to tame monsters so they do not turn on him. As he neared his the end of his apprenticeship he realized that the creation of monsters would, most likely, be seen as useless in society. Especially for guards, which ended so well for the wizard in the rumor, and letting them into the wild is out of the question. He decided that the arena shall be the home of his creations, when he is able to create them, and the home of the monsters he trains. Scrounging money for a few years he bought his first monsters from monster hunters and officially became a manager.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa][Monster Holding Pens]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Amateur Trainer][Amateur Biomancy]

>Equipment: [Basic Monster Training Tools]

>Bonus: [No sense of right and wrong] You're a wizard that plans to defy nature and arguably the gods by creating life how YOU see fit. You're better at magic, but take care who knows of what you do.

>Monsters 3/5:

Phalacia [Tentacle Horror][Tamed]

Pepey [Dire Rat][Well Tamed]

Unthrak the destroyer [Dire Badger][Well Tamed]

I was told to roll a for the tentacle horror

for how many Phalacia is fighting

Rolled 1, 2 = 3 (2d5)

>>4309

For money from the fight and how many Unthrak will fight.

Rolled 1, 3 = 4 (2d3)

>>4310

Been getting these backwards but whatever, generic knows what they are for.

1. Amount Unthrak fights

2. Money from Pepey's participation

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>4302

"Aight you two, time for your special day"

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>4307

guess it's a D3

>>4302

>Name: Julius Tiberus

>Race: Human

>Fluff:Julius woke one day on the side of the Ibiseron, among the fields of juniper along it's shores. He know not where he came from, no where he was going, but sat up and followed the river to a great city, the Free City, where he soon found a home in the great arena of the city, the Coliseum. The man was a natural with the gladius and hasta, the pilum and scutum. Some say he was blessed by the gods, but he never saw it as such. He took the skills he learned as a gladiator and set about the ancient world looking for purpose. He found this purpose in training fellow gladiators. His skill in the arena paled in comparison to his skill as a teacher, although many would call his methods rather… harsh, his pupils often found themselves with laurels on their brows, instead of blood and steel.

>Don't fill this this:

Buildings: [Humble Home]

Funds: $ 900

Skills: [Amateur Showmanship][Amateur Teacher] [Amateur Swordsmanship]

Equipment: [Ordinary Assortment of Weapons] [Basic Armor]

Bonus: [Oddly Inept Teacher] - Julius can never possess more than 1 skill above Basic level, but can train students to Professional skill levels in skills he possesses.

Gladiators:

>Marcus Linnaes - [Human] [Unskilled Gladiator][1 Points][Amateur Showmanship][Amateur Swordsmanship]

>Gork - [Orc] [Freeman] [Strong]

[Amateur Combat][Amateur Swordsmanship]

Other Things: + [A Lady's Honor]

"I accept the proposition my lord, it shall be my honor to fight in your sister's honor. All I request is a suit of medium armor, a two-handed Claymore, and some information on the man I am to fight, and if need be, slay."

>$250 Medium Armor

>$500 2-handed Weapon

>>4305

The elf simply stares ahead, clinging to your arm. By the time you arrive at your home, her expression has softened and she looks at you with a look you're quite unfamiliar with. "Eli, sir. Y-you wished to have me?"

Something isn't right with this female, you can see it in her eyes. Is she bewitched? Drugged? Weren't her clothes on a second ago? Why is she reaching for your belt?

>>4315

The young noble excitedly shakes your hand. "Thank you, Mr Tiberus! Thank you! My sister's suitor is an accomplished duelest, but I doubt he has the skill to fight against an experienced gladiator. Do not give him the fight he wants, and you shall best him, I am sure of it!"

An hour later, the armor and weapon you requested arrive, along with $250.

+$250

+ Medium Armor

+ 2-handed [weapon of choice]

>>4340

Gunter flushes, though it's basically unnoticeable since his skin is red. He steps back and softly pushes her hand away, turning his head as to not view the elf's nudity. "Woah, hey there, calm down. Clothes are required under this roof. No, seriously, put them back on."

Gunter makes absolutely sure the elf's no longer naked when he turns his head back around. "Right, okay. Sit down for a sec and take a deep breath, and then explain why you're in my house. Uh, sorry for how shitty everything is.", Gunter says, indicating the ragged couch.

>>4346

The elf doesn't seem to understand your words as you sit her down and awkwardly cover her up by using her clothes as a blanket atop her.

You're exhausted by the time she finally stops trying to undress and falls asleep.

Later that night, you're awoken by laughter. "My my, aren't you the noble one, Red?" The nude elf straddles your body with her legs, resting her upper body against your own. "Such a gentleman, treating this little toy like that other one didn't give me her will and much more."

Your assailant shifts her body against yours, a decidedly un-elven grin upon her. "Don't worry, Red. That fool attempting to bind her will to his own didn't doom your soul to be my treat. I'm just stuck in this little elf for a while, and it isn't so often I'm bound to kin like you."

She lifts herself slowly, still sitting atop you, until her eyes peek over the breasts of the elf. "Clarissa, of the plane of lust. I hope I don't need to explain it all to you, Red." Her eyes glow a soft red before returning to the elf's natural green.

+ Clarissa

"I trust you'll show me a good time while I'm visiting, Red?"

>>4388

Gunter shifts awkwardly under the elf, still unwilling to shove the waifish figure off his muscled body and twisting his head to the side of the nearly rock mattress to avoiding staring at her nudeness, though his expression was more of aggravation and understanding.

"Wonderful. Just my Gods-damned luck. I've got a succubus under my - S.. STOP RUBBING AGAINST ME. NO STRADDLING." The red-skinned soldier takes a moment to push an elvish hand away from his breeches.

"For the record, I'm not a gentlemen, and sure as hell not noble - just not a fucking idiot like every other asshole in this city. I don't know whether or not you can take what tiny little sliver of a decent soul I've got, but I'd rather not take the chance, Clarissa. Especially not in a body that doesn't belong to you in the slightest."



After readjusting himself to not allow the naked elf such easy control over his pinned body, Gunter speaks again, before Clarissa can say anything in her assumed body. "Wait a minute, the shithead with the mask was trying to bind you and I fucked it up? You're telling me there's a demon summoner in the city - and a goddamn incompetent one, too? And, uh, can we discuss this with as little of you taking what precious humanity I've got as possible?"

The Games Cometh! Manager and Gladiator alike swarm the lists, jockeying to place their fighters in favorable fights or send troublesome slaves to their doom…

>Available fights!

>Duels!

Any number of Gladiators may issue challenge or take their luck with a random opponent!

$40 per fighter

>Group Animal Fight!

Up to 3 Gladiators wanted to battle a deadly pair of Dire Bears!

$400 split between survivors!

>Beast Fights!

1 Gladiator wanted to battle a deadly reptilian beast-man!

$200

2 Gladiators wanted to battle a deadly Dire Badger!

$100 per fighter

1 Gladiator wanted to square off with a tentacled horror!

$200 + $1000 if fighter victorious!

1 Gladiator wanted to square off with a Dire Rat!

$100

>Exotic Battles!

A group of rebels captured in a foreign land have been sentenced to perish in the Arena!

Give the Spectators a show and bring death to those the crowd deem unworthy! Any defeated rebels that are spared shall become property of the fighter or their manager!

up to 8 Gladiators wanted!

4+ Arena points

WARNING! These rebels will not be thrown to you defenseless!

A band of Amazons seeks to honor their goddess! Fight in a series of duels and show these barbarians the might of the Free City's Gladiators!

$60 per fighter (multiple fights possible, 1 payment)

>Honor Duel!

Julius Tiberus shall duel Alexi Thunderson to defend the honor of the maiden Antia Otchus!

The lists are open! Where will your gladiators fight?

>>4389

"I don't know, Red. What do I get for explaining it all~~"

>>4390

>Dayrl Littlefinger [Human] [Slave] [Novice Melee] [Strong]

>The Madam Matron [Forest Elf] [Blackface Elf] [Slave] [Archer] [Amateur Stand Up Philosophiser]

>Prov [Orc] [Slave] 1/3 [Amateur Melee].

>The Slayer [Orc] [Slave] [Barbarian] [Novice Melee] [Strong]

>1st Attempt on my life [Drow] [Runic Binding] [Basic Swordsmanship] [Agility] [Drow Stealth]

All on the rebels

>>4391

"Well, for one, you get a big, dumb Red to do your bidding for a while, and safely bring you back to the Plane of Lust without bringing a Paladin in here to stab you with a flashy sword. "

Gunter stares at the succubus for a moment, thinking. "You're bound to me enough that you can't go out and do whatever at the moment, right? I'm not gonna leave for a few minutes and find you putting this poor body in a whorehouse, am I, Clarissa? My knowledge's a bit foggy on the shithole half of me is from."

>>4390

When that business is done, Gunter is signing up for the fight against the beast-man. Need the cash to pay back the Madam, and I'll likely get a nice little bit of arena points. That's what I really need at the moment.

>>4394

Accidentally posted too quick - I wanted to sign up for the Dire Bears fight. My bad.

>>4390

Gorum for the Tentacle Monster

Syeed, Bella, and Sylvanna against the Dire Bears

Alaheer and Eldred against the Dire Badger

-Alaheer [Arab Elf] {3} +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

-Sylvanna [Forest Elf] {3} +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

-Gorum [Forest Troll] {3} +[Troll-portable Ballistae] +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

-Eldred [Human] {3} +[1/3 Amateur Archery]

-Syeed [Arab Elf] - [Deadeye Shot] {3} +[Fitted Bow] +[Amateur Archery]

-Bela Azur'thech [Noble] [Rebellious] + [Amateur Archery]+ [2/3 Amateur Leadership]

>>4390

unnamed [Human] [Slave]

unnamed [Elf] [Slave]

"You two ready to make your mark?"

Send the human at the Tentacle Horror, the Elf at the Rat

>>4390

>Honor Duel!

Julius Tiberus shall duel Alexi Thunderson to defend the honor of the maiden Antia Otchus!

>Exotic Battles!

>Marcus Linnaes - [Human] [Unskilled Gladiator][1 Points][Amateur Showmanship][Amateur Swordsmanship]

>Gork - [Orc] [Freeman] [Strong]

>>4390

>Name: Geda Maal

>Race: Kor

>Fluff: Hailing from the nomadic Kor, Geda joined the ring out of necessity - for a crime she is loathe to recall, she was exiled from her pilgrimage and punished to fight and likely die in the pits. But though she has been stripped of honor, she carries the pride and culture of her race - asceticism, faith, adamant perseverance, and a love of hooks and ropes. They are her favored tool and weapon in any scenario, like most of the Kor.

>Buildings: [Humble Home]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Basic Combat] [Amateur Showmanship] [Rope Riding][Amateur Agility]

>Equipment: [Bondage Gear Clothes], [Cross Lines]

>Bonus: [Blue Bondage Elf] People aren't really sure what to make of you, but all of those hooks must be useful in combat.

>Points: 5

Geda will take part in the exotic fight, being the 8th Gladiator requested to fight the group of rebels. Fortunately for her, nonlethal combat is one of her best skills.

>>4398

*>Gork - [Orc] [Freeman] [Strong][Amateur Swordsmanship]

>Beast Fights!

2 Gladiators wanted to battle a deadly Dire Badger!

$100 per fighter

"HANS THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON'T TRAIN YOU SON OF A BITCH! NOW GET OUT THERE AND KILL SOMETHING"

>Hanz [Human] [Slave]

>Exotic Battles

>Amazons

"Well Farsin, seems our symbols shall have to wait. Would you kindly go and slay some of those fools?"

>Farsin [???] [Slave] [Strange Sword] [Amateur Swordsmanship] [Unsettling Aura]

$500 on Farsin. Five fights total against barbarians.

>>4397

Well apparently i was wrong switch human to fighting a Amazon

>Honor Duel!

+ Julius Tiberus

>Duels!

+ Half-troll 1 (Maxim)

+ Orc 1 (Maxim)

>unlimited spots remain!

>Group Animal Fight!

Up to 3 Gladiators wanted to battle a deadly pair of Dire Bears!

+ Gunter (Elias)

+ (Baz Gladiator)

+ (Baz Gladiator)

>Beast Fights!

1 Gladiator wanted to battle a deadly reptilian beast-man!

2 Gladiators wanted to battle a deadly Dire Badger!

+ (Baz Gladiator)

+ Hanz (Franz)

1 Gladiator wanted to square off with a tentacled horror!

+ Gorum (Baz)

1 Gladiator wanted to square off with a Dire Rat!

+ Elf (GLITTER)

>Exotic Battles!

A group of rebels captured in a foreign land have been sentenced to perish in the Arena!

Give the Spectators a show and bring death to those the crowd deem unworthy! Any defeated rebels that are spared shall become property of the fighter or their manager!

up to 8 Gladiators wanted!

WARNING! These rebels will not be thrown to you defenseless!

+ Dayrl(Anon)

+ Geda (Oro)

+ Madam (Anon)

+ Prov (Anon)

+ Slayer (Anon)

+ Attempt (Anon)

+ Marcus (Scruffy)

> 1 spot remains!

A band of Amazons seeks to honor their goddess! Fight in a series of duels and show these barbarians the might of the Free City's Gladiators!

+ Human (GLITTER)

+ Farsin (Kefka)

+ Gork (Scruffy)

> 3 spots remain!

Gladiators have been placed according to Round-Robin (ensure everyone gets their first pick where possible, then 2nd, and so on)

Please verify that I've got you in the correct match-ups, and in the case of Bazrael, please confirm the gladiators for the Dire Bears match, along with deciding where your bumped gladiators will go instead!

All players have 24 hours to respond or post assignments if you have yet to!

>>4564

Alaheer and Eldred against the Dire Bear

Sylvanna against the Dire Badger

>>4564

Syeed and Bela against the Amazons

>>4564

All matches seem to be in order.

Rolled 73, 67 = 140 (2d100)

>>4564

1st Dayrl

2nd Slayer

3rd Attempt

4th Madam

5th Prov

>>4564

Looks right to me

Rolled 4, 82 = 86 (2d100)

>>4302

>Name: Pattence

>Race: Vampire

>Fluff:

Pattence was somewhere in the middle in a long line of vampires. Initiated and raised to become a warrior he too as all immortals learned to fear death more than any mortal ever could. Perhaps this could also explain his unnatural fascination with the subject.

Forever the Great Arenas had been a place for warriors to test their mettle and only those who learned quickly succeeded, the others ground into dust. But then Pattence thought to himself, what if people had a second chance? And a third? And a forth?

Taught in the arts of Necromancy Pattence took up the worst of the worst, warriors that lacked all skill and ability, to fight over and over again. They would have their limbs cut off, their heads caved in and after every defeat they would rise again, as Pattence hoped, a little more able than the last time.

Though perhaps a rather unorthodox tactic to train one's Gladiators Pattence believes that eventually his training will spawn an able gladiator or two.

>Buildings: [Ruined Villa]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills:

+ [Novice Necromancy]

+ [Vampire Stealth]

+ [Amateur Illusion Magic]

>Equipment:

+ [Basic Training Weapons]

>Bonus:

+ [Interview with a Vampire] You're the unholy undead. While you don't sparkle in the sunlight, you may want to avoid the Arena's famed garlic roasted dire hog shank. And people learning you're a vampire. Interviews not recommended.

+ [Quirky Necromancy] It will take some work to get your plans for your gladiators to work, but it isn't like you've got plenty of time to get it right.

>Gladiators:

+ ??? [Human] [Slave]

+ ??? [Human] [Slave]

>Other:

+ [Optional Sun Sparkles] You can sparkle in the sunlight, if you choose. Who could possibly best this amazingly special and cool ability?

>Slaves:

+ [Amateur Combat]

1-2. The plan was actually not to fucking sparkle at people but to get out of the city undetected by employing a network of already set up escape routes and diversions so that Pattence would manage to make an unseen escape should any of his secrets be discovered.

>>4564

is okay, let gork bathe in amazon estrogen

>>4564

Alright it looks good to me. Can I chat with Elias character or must I roll to find him first?

>>4596

Maybe you should fix up your villa before you start digging secret tunnels and such?

And we're in an Arena turn. Assign your gladiators to fights or post that you'll not participate!

>>4605

You may.

Be aware that you didn't recognize him from the commotion earlier, while he noticed you. (He just ended up with something in the press of bodies)

>Exotic Battles!

A group of rebels captured in a foreign land have been sentenced to perish in the Arena!

Give the Spectators a show and bring death to those the crowd deem unworthy! Any defeated rebels that are spared shall become property of the fighter or their manager!

up to 8 Gladiators wanted!

WARNING! These rebels will not be thrown to you defenseless!

+ Dayrl(Anon)

+ Geda (Oro)

+ Madam (Anon)

+ Prov (Anon)

+ Slayer (Anon)

+ Attempt (Anon)

+ Marcus (Scruffy)

> 1 spot remains!

A band of Amazons seeks to honor their goddess! Fight in a series of duels and show these barbarians the might of the Free City's Gladiators!

+ Human (GLITTER)

+ Farsin (Kefka)

+ Gork (Scruffy)

+ Syeed (Baz)

+ Bela (Baz)

> 1 spot remains!

All gladiators participating in the EXOTIC BATTLES, please POST.

THERE WILL BE A COMBAT PENALTY FOR ANY THAT INTEND TO AVOID LETHAL COMBAT.

General strategy of each gladiator, their stats, and (if posting multiple gladiator rolls) the order for their rolls, along with 1d20 per combatant!

>LINK THIS POST

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4761

>Farsin [???] [Slave] [Strange Sword] [Amateur Swordsmanship] [Unsettling Aura]

Farsin fights how he normally fights, with magic and fury as he slices down Barbarian after barbarian, with hopes to keep the last alive as a slave for the plan.

Rolled 9, 1, 5, 14, 13 = 42 (5d20)

>>4761

1st Dayrl act as shield blocking the malee

2nd Slayer act as shield blocking the malee

3rd Prov act as shield blocking the malee

4th Madam shoot the weakest down and finish off anyone

5th Attempt kill off any archers

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>4761

>Name: Geda Maal

>Race: Kor

>Fluff: Hailing from the nomadic Kor, Geda joined the ring out of necessity - for a crime she is loathe to recall, she was exiled from her pilgrimage and punished to fight and likely die in the pits. But though she has been stripped of honor, she carries the pride and culture of her race - asceticism, faith, adamant perseverance, and a love of hooks and ropes. They are her favored tool and weapon in any scenario, like most of the Kor.

>Buildings: [Humble Home]

>Funds: $1,000

>Skills: [Basic Combat] [Amateur Showmanship] [Rope Riding][Amateur Agility]

>Equipment: [Bondage Gear Clothes], [Cross Lines]

>Bonus: [Blue Bondage Elf] People aren't really sure what to make of you, but all of those hooks must be useful in combat.

>Points: 5

>+Roselia the Escaped Slave

1/2 - Geda has fought men in groups before. She may have other gladiators "helping" her, but now they were only competition in the goal to get the most kills - or the most slaves. She resorts thusly to type, keeping the rebels at bay with her wide, rope-based swinging attacks and grappling them in close to either finish them off or, when the fighting is drawing to a close, even keep one for herself.

And by that she means let them be free, she would never willingly propagate the cycle of slavery.

Yes, free.

Totally.

Rolled 6, 20 = 26 (2d20)

>>4761

Rolling for Syeed and Bela. Let's hope what training the two have paid off!

-Syeed [Arab Elf] - [Deadeye Shot] {3} +[Fitted Bow] +[Amateur Archery]

-Bela Azur'thech [Noble] [Rebellious] + [Amateur Archery]+ [2/3 Amateur Leadership]

>>4788

Syeed's the good shot, but it's clear Bela has the tactical sense. Let's hope she knows how to pull both of them through this situation.

Remember: More important than shooting to kill is shooting to disable. You're not the only team out there either, the other's are fighting the amazons to. You work with the melee ones and put them between you and those Amazons, and support them with ranged fire.

>>4789

>Note: This isn't an intent to avoid lethal combat, just saying focus on taking them down and outta the fight, not to waste time on 133t headshots. Lungs, Legs, Arteries, etc.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>4761

"This is your time Human, you will fight as you have been trained, hard and brutal with no relent. Earn your name this day"

All EXOTIC battles are a series of 1v1 matches. If you posted actions and rolls thinking it was a GROUP fight, I'll allow ALL ACTIONS AND ROLLS to be redone, if you so choose. BUT NO CHERRYPICKING REROLLS.

Rolled 18, 14 = 32 (2d20)

>>4761

>Marcus Linnaes - [Human] [Unskilled Gladiator][1 Points][Amateur Showmanship][Amateur Swordsmanship]

1. Marcus will bait a single rebel into combat, pulling him away from the pack, then he will use his sword and shield to get in close and attempt to knock them out, if that proves to dangerous, then he is given free reign to rip and tear them to bits.

>Gork - [Orc] [Freeman] [Strong][Amateur Swordsmanship]

2.Gork will use his orcish strength to keep the Amazons at bay, with a flurry of heavy blows he will keep them on the defensive, when he sees an opening, he is to pounce, exploiting it to its full advantage

Rolled 4, 10, 6, 17, 6 = 43 (5d20)

>>4805

Didn't know it wasn't a group fight

1st Dayrl fight like hell

2nd Slayer fight like hell

3rd Prov fight like hell

4th Madam shoot them down from a distance

5th Attempt use her surroundings to assassinate the warrior

>>4805

I will keep my old rolls.

However, actions will reflect 1v1.

Syeed, you've only got one shot at this, their faster, trained at the spear and foot, but you're a good shot with a bow.

Take body shots and make sure you hit. If you have to draw and hold until you see the whites of her eyes, do it.

You're a deadshot. I don't expect you to miss.

—

Bella. . .I feel as though you've known how to handle yourself in a fight. I don't have to tell you to win this, because I know you can.

You can, but more important make sure you will.