<strong>Who:</strong>Engaro the Mighty<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Arena<br/><strong>When:</strong>Grand Opening Night!<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Dragonskin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cecile Feathermour, Hydorah, Kayla<br/><br/><strong>Match:</strong>LOT-1 (A Game of Queens)<br/><strong>Round:</strong>1 begins. FIGHT!<br/><strong>HP:</strong>Over 5000<br/><strong>Status/Conditions:</strong>Observer<br/><strong>Elliquiy User ID (for die roller):</strong>69776<br/><br/><strong>Match:</strong>LOT-2 (Assault on the Lair)<br/><strong>Round:</strong>Prematch<br/><strong>HP:</strong>Over 5000<br/><strong>Status/Conditions:</strong>Promoter/Defending Commander<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Egnaro stared down at the arena from his perch.<em>Holy crap, the guy who writes my poses is going to need to work hard to keep up,</em>he thought. “Excellent work, Steve,” he said. “I shall give you what you truly want, as soon as I can.” He extended his Knowing to Steve, raised his eyebrows for a moment, then returned his gaze to the arena below. “Such nuance. Such finesse. Such glory! And look! They lowered their hitpoints! These are warriors one could be proud to face. Proud to be those warriors. They fearless.” Damn, that new announcer was doing well, too.<br/><br/>Tracey slithered over to him. “Majesty, the league of paladins have sent a strike force, as you expected. They’ve reached the cavern entrance near the river. Kayla appears to be in command.”<br/><br/>Egnaro’s smile widened. “Excellent. Get the camera crews working on it. Only the most expendable camera operators at this stage. And see if we can drop emotion capture devices on them. Including Kayla, it’ll be suspicious if we exclude her. Oh and Steve? Go out there and command them to leave.”<br/><br/>He pointed a talon at the announcer’s booth and nodded. A giant gong rang out over the arena.