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conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
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conversations.value: Mike Miller: The all powerful arch wizard Tharivol grew weary of his surroundings and the creatures he encountered. He sought solace throughout the multiverse, but decided he would have to create his own livable space. However, he spent too long in his isolated demiplane. He decided the only way to pass the time was to bring beings into his arena and watch them fight to the death! From his tower within his demiplane, he pores over tomes and practices his magic. He can see the entirety of his demiplane from his tower in the sky as it flies around like a bird.
  
   "I grow bored with studying the endless ether yet again. It is time!" 
  
  Tharivol waves his hands and speaks the incantations. With a burst of light, an arena sprouts into existence.
  
   "That's more like it. Now, to find the right sacrifices to amuse me for a time." 
  
  Tharivol peers into an intricate, hovering sheet of shiny metal covered in runes. He waves in front of it a few times as images fly past almost imperceiveably quickly. Then he claps his hands and the images dim. Tharivol mutters a much longer incantation and suddenly, a set of humanoids appears inside his arena. A voice echoes through the arena for all the surprised victims to hear.
  
   "Hear this and know it bears truth. You are here to amuse me for a time. Only by winning a battle to the death may you have your freedom. It matters not why you are here or how you got here. Just know that if I can bring you here so easily I could end you in a similar fashion. Now, show me how lesser mortals fight before I tire if your presence and bring out more interesting combatants. Those bloodstained grates aren't there for decoration..." 
  
  The coals within the arena explode suddenly and the heat is felt throughout. The impressive columns tremble slightly as the heat dies back down. The light of day beats down strong upon all the combatants, although a strange shimmering is barely visible at the top of the columns, almost like a web across the sky.
  
      Player 
   Character 
   
    flappeercraft 
   Rager 
   
    samduke 
   Rose 
   
    Nightraiderx 
   Murder Crow 
   
    Auranghzeb 
   Bruto 
   
    
   The Arena 
   OOC Thread 
   Dice Rolls 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: samduke: on roses turn, cast pass with out trace then cast camoflage, then PM'ed movement
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mike Miller: I am heading out on vacation. I will return Wednesday night so I'll update either then or Thursday.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mike Miller: Bruto charges into the arena's main area, girallon arms at the ready. Rager is already running towards Bruto's side. Bruto lets out a yell and raises his arms as Rager whips his spiked chain outward to meet his charge. Despite the effective slash of the spikes across Bruto's chest, he leaps onto Rager - grappling him! Bruto digs a claw deep into Rager's arm as the two are locked into a display of strength near the center of the chamber.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mike Miller: Rager lets out a ferocious scream as he seems to summon extra strength out of nowhere! He tries to break the grapple, but Bruto holds fast. Bruto's blue girallon arms refuse to release the warrior despite his efforts.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mike Miller: Murder Crow runs up to his ally as Bruto releases him from the grapple and claws him relentlessly. The claws tear at Rager's flesh, but his armor blocks much of the blue claws' force. Barely alive, Rager looks menacingly at his opponent, glad to have an ally in the battle.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mike Miller: Bruto tries to quickly fly away with his glowing blue sandals. Seeing their opponent slip away, they snatch at their opportunity. Rager and Murder Crow wildly attack. Murder crow stabs Bruto in the side and Rager uses all his might to tear Bruto apart with his spiked chain. Bruto falls to the ground, unconscious.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mike Miller: Rager raises his hands above his head and brings them down quickly, with all his might. In a coup de grace, he finishes off his opponent. The blue lights of the incarnum slowly fade from Bruto's lifeless corpse.