The hooded figure turned to stare at the wolf beside him for a moment before replying,
"You? You wish to challenge me? Hah. Why not? Wiping the floor with a mangy mutt should at least get the attention of a real warrior."
Loguh was nearly about to leave the arena when he noticed a battle starting up, he moved to watch curiously.
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He watched with interest, the shiny things and pale humans not impressing him much, though then he sees the tenticled monster that spawned. It reminded him of something, and it quickly came to him surprisingly.
"... Eldruzi!" He roars, slamming his fist into the railing, bending it and causing a light shake. He won't interrupt the battle directly, but his anger was going to come out, unfortunately, probably against the seating around the arena.
Seeing the creatures the kor was summoning, Quinne notes the features of the multiple smaller creatures, in case he ever nneeded to change into them, for blending in, or to simply unnerve his opponents, that one especially.
When Anna saw the grotesque, tentacled creature come to the kor's side, she wanted to vomit. "What is this oppressive feeling...?" she thought. "I remember the Great Aurora of Lorwyn...and what I just felt is on a completely different level of power. That one better have control of whatever he's doing, or his opponent won't be the only casualty of this battle."
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(ooc: dang it, was asleep and missed a challenge =( )
The Ogre continued to rage as more was relieved, it was the Eldrazi after all that had destroyed his clan. He needed to smash something, he just had no clue what. And smashing up the stands where no one was wasn't seeming to help calm him.
Seeing the reaction of the ogre in the stands, Quinne knows that he may have to step up. Clambering down to the arena seating, Quinne lands on the ogre's shoulders, dodging the swiping hands that will inevitably come after him. "Say friend, would you rather an actual battle instead of one against the railing or chairs?"
Thats fine Arcel. There are plenty of Pits for fighting in.
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Coming down from above, a pudgy little female elf, covered in leaves and foliage, with twigs in her green hair pauses, looks at the ogre in one of the pits, shakes her head solemnly, and takes a seat, waiting for someone to show up to fight or for the tournament to start. Looking around, she can see a winged elf, flittering about impatiently.
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Seeing the elf with wings flittering about, Ivy walks over, and tugs at the bottom of her clothes. "Care to have a friendly match, fellow elf?"
Anna cleared her throat and slowly stood from her seat. "If we can do it away from those...things..." she pointed to the hideous creatures below, "sure." In a rare instance, her wings were totally at rest. As the two walked away from the current battle, the "oppressive feeling" became a lot less oppressive. She breathed a sigh of relief.
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Quinne continues to scamper his way to one of his favorite spots in the Arena, a place in the rafters that only he, or someone that can fly can get to. It gives a great view of the Pits, and is such a precarious place to perch, that he is usually not bother by anyone.
The Ogre has finally gotten up and left the Arena, perhaps he was sleeping before in that kneeling position, since he seems to have a bit more energy then before. He exits the pit and the Arena, heading back up to the main area.
(ooc: Alright, definitely going to tweak my planeswalker if I can get approval.)
Having finished her drink, Anna took another look outside the Consortium. Buildings as far as she could see, as tall as she could see. Where was the sky? Was there even a sky here? So many questions to ask. So many people to meet. So many places to see. And this was just one plane outside Lorwyn. Even elves wouldn't live long enough to experience and see all she wanted to.
Not seeing too many faces upstairs, she headed to the basement to see if any matches were going on. Maybe she'd meet some new people down there.
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Seeing the elf-with-wings come back to the arena, Quinne moves around the rafters until he is right above her. Taking the shape of one of the Fae he saw her use, he flies down right behind her, taps her on the shoulder, then moves behind her when she turns around, and does it again. When she finally wises up, and goes to turn her head after another tap, then turns back faster than before, she sees a little faerie in front of her. Suprised, she smiles, goes to pet it, when it turns around, and flits its wings in her face, then zips off to an open arena pit.
The rapid pulses of air blowing in her face, Anna shut her eyes on reflex. She blinked a few times before fully opening her eyes, trying to rehydrate them after being suddenly dried out. "Endry, you know better than to do that!" Anna shook her fist at the sprite hovering above the arena floor. No apology from her friend. Raising an eyebrow, she walked down to the same arena the sprite was in. "Don't you have something to say to me?"
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Managing to pick himself off of the ground on the arena pit, Quinne scampers off back to his perch in the rafters, and his high pitched squeaking laughter can be heard throughout the arena.
The hangover had been vanquished, and as he made his way down to the arena's he sipped the last bit of the coconut encased drink. Last night had been fun, but perhaps fro the the sake of the place's patron, he should seek more...simplistic fun, if there were challengers below. He stretched out his long legs across a few seats as he sat down and sipped the last bit of his drink as he gazed around the arena.
What is this presence I feel? It is a presence i have not felt since..... Scampering down off of his perch, Quinne bolts through the rafters, to the opening leading to the stairs topside.
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Coming back down from his frightening experience, Quinne heads for the rafters, back to his favorite roost, making sure to pass by any and all of the other Walkers that are in the area.
Baa'El took a deep breath of clean Ravnican air. She was ready to fight again in a civilized fight. Not like the fights she had experienced in in her many months of plane-hopping.
"Okay," She said loudly to the arena, "I'm itching for a fight and I don't care who knows it."
There was a sound of air as the drink was finished. Lucien watched as the nactl came and made her proclamation to the arena. he waited for a moment and then stood up, tipping his hat in greeting.
" Well I was looking to stretch my legs anyway, if your loooking for a dance partner." he said with a laugh gesturing toward the arenas. " I'd be more than happy to oblige you."
Y'gth sat near the railings and surveyed the people. Which one will it be?
"Hello. Wish to test your mettle?"
"You? You wish to challenge me? Hah. Why not? Wiping the floor with a mangy mutt should at least get the attention of a real warrior."
Y'gth growled lowly, then headed into the arena. Come on. This shouldn't be too hard.
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He watched with interest, the shiny things and pale humans not impressing him much, though then he sees the tenticled monster that spawned. It reminded him of something, and it quickly came to him surprisingly.
"... Eldruzi!" He roars, slamming his fist into the railing, bending it and causing a light shake. He won't interrupt the battle directly, but his anger was going to come out, unfortunately, probably against the seating around the arena.
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The Ogre continued to rage as more was relieved, it was the Eldrazi after all that had destroyed his clan. He needed to smash something, he just had no clue what. And smashing up the stands where no one was wasn't seeming to help calm him.
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Is still technically in the arena after his failed match, but in one of the rings, just sitting there, broken.
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Coming down from above, a pudgy little female elf, covered in leaves and foliage, with twigs in her green hair pauses, looks at the ogre in one of the pits, shakes her head solemnly, and takes a seat, waiting for someone to show up to fight or for the tournament to start. Looking around, she can see a winged elf, flittering about impatiently.
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Seeing the elf with wings flittering about, Ivy walks over, and tugs at the bottom of her clothes. "Care to have a friendly match, fellow elf?"
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Not seeing too many faces upstairs, she headed to the basement to see if any matches were going on. Maybe she'd meet some new people down there.
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Scampering down off of his perch, Quinne bolts through the rafters, to the opening leading to the stairs topside.
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Coming back down from his frightening experience, Quinne heads for the rafters, back to his favorite roost, making sure to pass by any and all of the other Walkers that are in the area.
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"Okay," She said loudly to the arena, "I'm itching for a fight and I don't care who knows it."
" Well I was looking to stretch my legs anyway, if your loooking for a dance partner." he said with a laugh gesturing toward the arenas. " I'd be more than happy to oblige you."
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