8th Slate, Year 29
"Dwarves of Flamebanner! Welcome to the inaugural fight of the new Flamebanner Arena!" Mayor Cerol's voice boomed throughout the viewing room as the Dwarf settled into his role as announcer.
Most of the fort's inhabitants had turned out for the first fight, packing the viewing area. The excited conversation quieted down as Cerol began speaking again.
"The gates are rising at the far end of the arena so it looks like we're ready to begin. Ah! It looks like the Goblins have the honor of the first fight." As he spoke there was the brief sound of gears turning and the cages on the other side of the gate were whisked away, leaving a half dozen muscular Goblins glancing around warily.
The Wrestlers quickly darted out onto the main floor but came to a quick halt as gears whirred again and another half dozen cages rose up from the floor.
"And now the Goblin's challengers have arrived!" Cerol boomed as the Goblins fanned out, ready to jump on whatever emerged from the cages. They were unprepared for the bear and wolves that emerged though.
Rising up on it's hind legs and roaring a challenge, the bear lumbered across the floor, tackling a stunned Goblin and wrapping tight around him. Wriggling against the crushing grip the Goblin managed to pull a dagger from it's belt and sink it into the massive animal's head.
"And the bear is down! I thought that Goblin was bear food but he just claimed the first blood of the match!" Cerol's amazed voice announced as the Wrestler pulled himself free of the corpse.
Their friend's victory seemed to give the other Goblin's a bit of courage as they fell on the snarling wolves with bare fists and sharp teeth.
"The wolves ferocity is completely outmatched by the Goblin's fighting skill!" Cerol boomed as the green skinned soldiers brought down one wolf after another. Finally only two bleeding wolves remained alive to retreat, backing into a corner with only a Goblin leg for their effort as the Goblins collected themselves and examined their own wounds.
"It looks like the Goblins have won! The wolf pack just didn't have the numbers to fight them." Cerol said before being interrupted by the arena doors opening wide.
"Wait! Looks like we have a third player in this game! One of the Warriors has taken to the field!" The excitement in his voice was taken up by the other Dwarves who pressed closer to the wall for a good look.
Before the Goblin's could even react to the new threat two of their number had fallen beneath an axe blade. Screaming furious battle cries the survivors leapt on the Dwarf but were mercilessly hacked to pieces.
As the final soldier fell the Warrior ran across the room to where the remaining wolves were fighting over the Goblin leg and within seconds added them both to the body count.
"And the Dwarf wins by total annihilation of all opponents!" Cerol screamed as the viewing area filled with cheers.
Pulling a flask from his belt the Dwarf pulled off his helmet and drank deeply as cheers continued to echo through the wall.
"It seems one of our newest Warriors has just earned his Warrior status!" Cerol said once he recognized the Dwarf. "Hugo Dangerdaggers The Plated Rain of Rivers!"
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The Flamebanner Arena is now open! And if anyone has a better name for it then I'll certainly consider it.
Hugo and Wheatley are in and Hugo just earned his full title.
I'm hoping to gather some other interesting creatures for future fights. If anyone wishes to fight something specific then just let me know and I'll do what I can to arrange it
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