Several of the conical, rocky-looking, one-eyes monsters like the one you fought in the Hall of Trials can be seen among the spectators, perhaps nine total, scattered throughout the crowd....
Perhaps a score of otyughs are in the crowd of spectators....
Dozens of driders sit on the tiers surrounding the arena....
Perhaps a score of sinspawn are among the spectators....
Several hydrodaemons sit in the audience....
Dozens of night gaunts flap their wings with excitement in the audience....
Maybe a score strange humanoid figures like the one in the company of the rakshasa Coal Withers (denizens of Leng) are among the throng of spectators....
Humanoid figures in black robes and cowls sit on the tiers, perhaps a dozen or more....
A nalfeshnee demon sits in another balcony-like box seat along with several other demons....
With the nalfeshnee sits a scarlet-haired marilith with red-yellow-and-black scale colors and pattern like a coral snake....
Three vulture-like demons sit with the other demons....
Six succubi also sit in the box seat with the other demons....
Four horrors like the monster the FOs fought on Lido Beach sit amid the crowd....
A score or more brain-like monsters like the one the FOs fought in the keep in Scotland are among the throng....
Several ghuls are among the spectators....
A dozen faceless stalkers sit scattered among the crowd....
Radsworth tumbles down the chute with the others. As they exit, he uses his Overland Flight to slow his momentum, hovering to a stop slightly above the ground.
When he feels a magical effect press against him, he resists. He doesn't know where he is going, only that he has no plans of going somewhere not of his choice.
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Rad feels the effect start to slip past him and relaxes, only to have it grab at him again! He falls into the arena with the others.
Many human and near-human cultists make up the bulk of the spectators, well over a hundred strong....
Several phase spiders crouch on the tiers....
About a score of cloakers observe the arrival of the FOs in the arena from the tiers....
Five gibbering mouthers squirm and jabber gibberish in the audience....
Graceful as always, Dr. Jones... Allison mumbled to herself from on the floor.
She looked around observing the audience expressionless, Intriguing...
A most diverse and motley crew of spectators, indeed! And the howls of anticipation, excitement, and bloodlust that erupts from this horde is truly terrifying!
One of the titanic, cephalopod-headed monsters rises in the box seat and bellows in a booming voice like an elephant's trumpeting....
In Aklo: Ah! Our next combatants have arrived! We thank you for your patience between combats! As you know, even with thousands of collectors across the known planes, there can sometimes be delays in the action while we gather fresh warriors worthy of the Arena of Death!!
Derrik lends a gauntleted hand out to Doktor Jones to help her from the ground
" Here Allison...That is a word for it... I call it foolish.. they could not hope for this to end well... I wonder what the structure of this dome is made of? "
He scanned the audience, a mixture of creatures he knew before.. but the three most imposing creatures.. caused a hate inside him to swell.. something about them too similar to the Daemon of the Silver tower.
Allison takes Derrik's hand to get back on her feet and translates to English what the Star Spawn is saying for those who don't speak Alko.
Unfortunately these beasts are unlike anything she has encountered so far, and she cannot give the party any information beyond her role as translator...
Sieg flips and lands on his feet at the bottom of the chute, before being teleported to the others.
He scans the room, recognizing many creatures,but not the big ones.
"I do not know what those things are, except that they look very strong."
Ah, great! So it's exactly like I said.... Thunderdome.... The Arena of Death, huh? Sounds like when my brother used to DM games of D 'n D out on the lanai.... Those were the days.... No matter how badass your PC was, sooner or later, a bunch of orcs on horses rode up, caught you in nets like on Planet of the Apes, and dragged you off to....dun-dun-duhhhn.... The Arena of Death! If you were lucky, you didn't get anally raped by the orcs on the way to the arena.... My bro was a real fair DM....
Marcus gently floats down the chute like a feather in the breeze.
He forgoes his save after watching most of his companions poof away.
Once in the room, he looks around, reigning in his hatred for a moment to analyze the big creatures.
"I've got nothing on them, must have missed the "Big ugly abominations" course at UF."
He beats DC by 1.... He knows what they are.... But little of there weaknesses....
In Aklo: We are honored by the presence of the Fierce Ones! Champions of the world called Earth, which our father hath recently conquered! These heroes are the very same brutes who did slay Ithaqua the Wind Walker for our father, of their own volition! And with the nudging of dreams sent to them by our father, slayed the witch of Dunwich, thereby preventing the annexation of Earth by our father's rival, Yog-Sogoth.... These mighty beings recently passed through Loki's Hall of Trials with little effort! Great indeed are these Fierce Ones! And now, they shall serve as our entertainment in the Arena of Death!
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Yingzen arrives in the Arena of Death on his feet....
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Al'Torac lands prone in the Arena of Death....
In aklo We are death in the flesh, we strike fast and hard And we come for all. None can out run us....even your master
Well spoken, Heroic Earth tengu! We expect no less from your beak....
Bugger all! This doesn't bode well, Professor Radsworth.... I say, we do find ourselves in a bleak spot now and then, don't we?
"It would seem as such, Chesterfield. Unless they are willing to set a condition of victory, we might be in some trouble."
" That would be easy. If they redeem their ways they let us go and we finish that which we are meant to. Otherwise we simply rid this area of all evil that oppose us.. Like the small army outside. The Starspawn will know fear. "
Derrik looks at the Main Starspawn, points at it and makes a gesture of cutting his throat with Excalibur.
In Aklo: For the opening bout, we have chosen to match the noble Fierce Ones of Earth against a savage and frisky Bandersnatch, caught on a jungle-covered world in the Hyades constellation.... Such a creature was once immortalized in the poem of an Earthling known as Lewis Carol.... Now we shall see how it fares against our perilous Fierce Ones!
As the star spawn finishes speaking, there is a bright green flash of light, and a gargantuan, spiny-backed, six-limbed monstrosity appears about 60 ft away across the soft, sand-like floor of the arena....
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"A Bandersnatch? Shouldn't be a problem, right guys?"
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As they are making their announcements, Allison whispers to the other Fierce Ones to prepare themselves, and warns them it is but an illusion so they do not fall victim to its power. With a brief muttering of the ancient tongue of Infernal, a hellish landscape erupts around her spreading out 50 ft in all directions. Horrific sights of destruction even the aberrations would be inable to stomach with ease...
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