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[Criperum]

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- Not bad - you look around - Can I bring my own fighter? Luckily I have a criminal who is about time to prove her right to live.
- Sure you can. Who is that fighter? Where is she?
- Right here! - you grab Awl's face - Look at her will to win!
Goblin looks at the girl meticulously:
- I doubt she will last long at the arena. But... it's your choice. Let's go to the pit administrator.
- I don't want to fight - the little one whines
- I don't give a crap on what you want. If you survive I'll untie your legs. Go! - you twitch the leash violently and she falls in the ground, you start to grag her not letting her to stand up.
Waling around the half of arena you come to the downstairs. There is a big shaggy troll at the gates.

[Criperum]

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You carefully approach the guardian.
- Is this the administrator?
- No, this is Fluffy. His pet.
You and Likot look at each other. The goblin walks forward a little:
- Hi Fluffy. We have a fighter. Will you let us talk to Slozgo?
The troll stares his small eyes into Ostoks.
- Don't stand like a stone, turn around! - he shout
The giant slowly turns his back to you. There is a little freak sitting inside a cradle.
- This is Slozgo!
- What do you want? - he mutters.
- The dwarves want to put a dog in a card.
Awl hanges her head in silence.
- What is her crime? - administrator glares.
Ostoks turns to you with a questioning look.

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You start to twist your fingers:
- Robbery, murders, kidnapping...
Kozmutor rolles his eyes:
- And why is everything fun in life considered bad?
- We almost died from the hands of her henchmen!
- But you didn't - the freak clinks - you are sending her to death for practically nothing.
- At least we'll have fun - Ostoks licks his lips - and food.
Slozgo grins smiling:
- How much crime episodes?
You and Likot look at each other:
- They killed seven last month. Plus you and me. Oh, and me once more - you raise your eyes on the goblin - Ten at least! The rest isn't prooved but there are suspicions.
- Ten is good - he noddes - Ten means three opponents. But considering the size of your fighter the opponents will be... crundles.
The administrator makes special whistle and the troll opens a heavy door with his huge paws and props it with a tick. The stairs lead to the dungeons.
- Will you follow your fighter? Choose weapon or equipment... Or you'll stay here?

[CaptainLambcake]

beautiful, thank you for keeping it all alive Criperum

[Criperum]

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- Likot will help you to choose weapon, and you guide me the the royal lodge which is intended for me and my companion by our right and status.
Kisat gives the leash to Likot and Ostocks leads her along the tribunes. The fat-ass drags you down stairs. You are not resisting - if you'll get a weapon this will the chance to free yourself.
Another goblin meets you downstairs. The arena worker. Really strange one.
- Heeeello - he says - And who do we have here?
- Well, i brought a new fighter - the dwarf answeres - arm her.
- I thought you are the fighter. No? Ok. Choose from the wall. But how it will hold it with the teeth?
Now you decide to became upright creature:
- Untie me! Or I should roll over the arena like that?
- Oh, yeah - the dwarf rememberes the ropes and reaches out to untie you.
- Wait-wait-wait - the goblin stops him - You'll untie it when it's behind the bars. Don't you know accident prevention?
- No
- Oh my! Give her a weapon and turn your back.
Likot scratch him head:
- You are right. I probably shouldn't.
- Choose now, it'll get it later. So which one? What it can use?

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- She should know the knife - the dwarf says - and knuckles I think too.
- I want that bench - you shake your head.
The dwarf and the goblin looks at each other. He shrugs.
You were lead behind the bars and untied. The goblin moved the bencth with the chains between the bars and you take it like a club.
You had to wait until dwarf and elf finish their fight. They were dancing around the pit for about five minutes then the dwarf managed to stab the eared one with the trident and throw him on the stake. The crowd was roaring, shouting some chants while workers were dragging the dead away and preparing the arena for the next fight. At last your grate opened.
You came out on the sand timorously dragging the bench with you. There are three long chais with three creatures on them near the pit. You've never seen something like them. Probably these are crundles. Horns, claws and teeth. They are just sitting and looking at the floor. Apparently they have been just waken up.

[Criperum]

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> Those chains should be heavy and slow crundles down. We need to run circles to force them to cross the chains, muddle them and turn crundles into a furiously screaming ball.

While crundles are not fully awake you start to run around the those three attracting their attention. They became interested the start to pursue you. Outnumbering makes them very confident and now you are running as fast as you can from the hungry chasers.
After ten circles you slow down because those fools are muddled the chains as was expected.

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> during the fight imagine Likot, Kisat and their goblin friend instead of crundles
You take your bench and crush the skull of one of crundles:
- How do you like that King Likot, ha?
The next hit took the horned down. You hit the next one:
- Yeah, let's drink for your face meet my bench, Ostoks!
The crundle falls on the side and you start to hit it's neck with the bench end trying to separate the head from the body. It was hard to do but you succeeded.
The last enemy is already screaming from fear and you raise the head above you:
- Queen Kisat allow me to stab you in the belly.
You thrust the horns in the crundle's body and it died soon. You stand up straight victoriously and found familiar faces at the lodge. The King and Queen are drinking with the goblin fr the meeting. The roaring crown disturbed them and all three starts to applaud your victory. Kisat's face looks interested.

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In your battle fury you are willing to piss on fallen enemies but putting down your pants in front of the crowd is too embarrasing. Any other suitable way to do it without getting naked is even more embarrassing so decide to put down this impulse.
Soon one of the grates opens and two armed fat goblins come out to take the corpses and you away. You start to waving hands at you calling to come inside. There is no reason to stay here and you obey.
Again dark dungeons around you but this time also hot bath and food and water on the table.
- Congratulations - the goblin gives you a towel and shake the folding screen showing there is one here - Take a bath. You need to wash the blood away before you go to the freedom.
He looks at you with the picky eye and goes behind the door where "the freedom" is apparelty is.

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You decide to follow the advice, you put off your clothes and climb into the bathtub. The water is nice and warm. They warmed it up, so caring. You wash and scrub away sticky stains and at last relax and start thinking what to do next.
Your rest was interrupted by Litok staeeping out from behind the screen:
- Hey, Awl...
You hesitate and covered intimate parts with your hands
- You were ... doing good. - the dwarf looking at you with the edge of his eye - Kisat is pleased with your performance.
- And what now? I hsould shit my pants now?
- For start you could stop being rude. After all it's all your fault. Bit by bit you could make relations better like a hen feds full seed by seed... - he cough in his fist - Anyway we are going on a meeting. making diplomating relations. We wont take you with us. So just rest here. Eat. Ostoks will looks after you. Listen to him. Understood?
- Understood - you answer without much anger.
- Ok then. We are going away. Be nice...
- Go already.
The dwarf shakes his finger in fron of his face pointing that he didn't forget everything and drags himself towards the exit.
- Ostoks is behind the door here. Yeah.

[CaptainLambcake]

thank you criperum

[Criperum]

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Ostoks Kozmutog is waiting behind the door as it was said. Biting his nails and picking his teeth. Suddenly he feels increasing strength and selfconfidence.
You look around but cannot find any reason for that. Probably wine you drank with dwarfes is taking it's effect. You look at your nail critically and wave your hand.
You were told to look after the girl (she appeared not to be a dog) promising anything you could desire as a reward. You took the chance, not everyday you can have such generosity from royals. You are lucky you've met that guy Likot before and he appeared to be a sentimental one.

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- Why am I standing here? - you speak to yourself - Gurding the dog? That is not my concern. Ha!
You wash the mission and decide to take higher place in the society so you go to have a drink. For bravery.
The closest bar is the tent near the arena. There are also hotdogs near it. You stand in the end the line that was common for both traders.

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>Fuck the rules, hello mother-anarchy! Grab everything and turn upside down, shout and swear through the crowd to the sausages you desire so much.
>break the line. grab the sausage adn eat withour paying
>Impersonate mother of gragons an turn that fire shit upside down.
>do you have any gold? Check your pockets

You decide topple the grill out, make disorder and take some free stuff through it. You go the fire ignoring the line, grab the iron bottom and pull it up. But it's legs were dug in the ground and just burn your fingers to blisters.
- What do you want? - the grillman asked noticing your efforts.
- I want...a sausage.
- Five coins
- Which coins?
- Any
- Where can i get them?
- Are you an idiot? Go to the raid. Steal, kill. There are many ways.
You slap your pockets and found some money. But now with those burns on your hands there is no way to get them from the pockets.

[CaptainLambcake]

trade the hat for the sausage