As the small group began to gather their wits, a strange man entered the room. Unlike the others, he did not appear magically, but simply walked into the room from one of the hallways. Small horns adorned his head and his legs appeared more goat-like than human. He (as it was obvious that it was a he as it was not wearing clothes.) grinned at the arrivals.<br/><br/>"Welcome!" he grinned. 'You are probably feeling a little lost right now. Let me say that you have been given the opportunity of a lifetime. Here you can live like the gods... if you are worthy. You have each been chosen to represent your worlds and brought to this place to compete. Some call this place the Nexus of Worlds, but I prefer... 'The Arena'."<br/><br/>"You have all been selected to fight in the arena. Win, and you will have slaves and power. You can bend reality to your will and make yourselves the being you always dreamed of becoming. Lose, and you will serve the victors. They will bend you to their will to make you more... 'pleasing'. Your fate is in your hands."<br/><br/>"I will prepare your rooms for after your first fight. Beginning is easy. Simply challenge an opponent. If they accept, you will be brought into the arena. Decline to fight and you will lose reputation. If you earn a negative reputation, then you will be regarded as unworthy and any champion of the arena may claim you as his personal pet."<br/><br/>"One more thing. You do not have to win every fight by force. Sometimes diplomacy can win the day. Unlike some of your worlds, you will find that magic will work here. Sometimes love... or at least lust can blossom on the battlefield. If you overcome your oppenent... regardless of the method... you will be given the victory."<br/><br/>He paced back in forth in front of them anxiously."Do you have any questions that I can answer? As the first arrivals, it will be your responsibility to explain the rules to anyone else who joins the contest."