Southern Astora....or Norforva, your not sure, in days or months pass you heard of some distant place named the built and held by bandits.....and perhaps players? It is said from the rumors you would hear details that this place is an arena where these people capture many players and NPC's and throw them into the center of their so called areana for their pleasures as well as special VIPS which suppusedly ranged from nobles to murders and thieves. Where is place is a mystery to all, some say it's in southern Astorea, some say itsin Norfova to escape prying eyes of the public and the ruling classes of the nighboring kingdoms, attempts were made to find such a place and destroy it by the many nobles that made up the courts of the rulers yet any parties sent down south have never returned for one reason or another.
It is not known how or why you were chosen nor would you most likely remember how you got to such a place but when you finally awake, you find youself in a dark and bloodied cobblestone room with a stange warrior statue in the middle next to a few drains, on the walls there a few windows leading to the outside with magical bars and there is magical caged door lead out and into the room. There isn't much in the way of contents in the room besides shackles of those were held in the room prior. Outside the room from the bared windows, you could hear the clashing of blade and axe and other weapons as well, you can hear the screaming of spectectors in the distance and the moans and groans of people dying, moments later blood would begin to seep into the room, running down the walls and into the drains on the floor, looking out the window would reveal the large stone floor of the so called arena with the desceased on it's cold exterior alongside the walls you could make out stands where the spectectors were. Suddenly after the clashing of weapons had stopped, you would hear an older man, speak out to the people as an announcer of sorts, If you would listen, you would learn some interesting things indeed.
"Spectectors! Fellow Blade Runners! Welcome to the next round of the Warriors Gauntlet! A devastating but entertaining display of our "VISTORS" running through our exquisite crafted maze of death and destruction! They will need to fight their way through beast and men through our network of tunnels that makes up the Gaunlet! Once they fight through our mazes, they will arrive at our arena! One must not only be brave to survive, If they are skilled, we may even allow them to live out of the generosity of our hearts! Is that right bayblin?"
Within a second, you would hear the alluring voice of a young woman
"Oh yes Rolu,I cannot wait to see how the new batch of our Vistors will do, will they die like the weak people they are? Or will we see a glorious fight in our arena today? Time to find out yes, Rolu? Let the games begin!"
With the voice of the woman disappearing, immediately the magical caged door lead out and into the cobblestone room open, leading down a dark and erie tunnel with two doors at the end of the room.
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"What the hell is this place? How the hell did I get here?" Seto mused, petting the back of his head as he awoke on the ground. He took in his his surrounding, he was in some erie cobblestone room with the blood of those who had fallen in combat or tortured in this room, he couldn't tell difference but it didn't matter to him, nor did he care, he needed to figure out why and how he got here in this place. Thinking the hardest he could, the last think he could remember was being in southern Astorea doing some work for the future of his Duchy when he ambushed by nearly two dozen men armed to the teeth with some mage leading them, he remembered slaughtering quite a few of them but he couldn't remember If he killed them all, maybe the mage used a spell on to capture him? But for what purpose he wondered. The sounding of conflict and blood aroused Kurama within his body, seemingly excited due to being at home, Seto tried his best to ignore Kurama's mental scratches at his mind, wanting to take control so he could probably have what he would call "Fun". The clashing of blades intrigued him enough for him to approach the bared windows at the top, the spillage of blood running down the walls didn't bother him, be was more interested in the two gladitor like people in the distance fighting to the death with such ferocity, he was impressed since he had not seen such determination from many players. It was amusing to watch two warriors fight to the death, he slightly wished he was in the stands watching the fight than be down here.
Come to think of it, why doesn't he just teleport himself? Placing his index and middle finger from his right hand on his forhead, he tried gathering his energy from throughout his body to his finger tips to teleport himself to the floor of the arena yet.....he couldn't, he couldn't explain but it was like he was cutt off from his energy supply, preventing him from using magic......"Great....wasn't expecting this.....so much for using magic to get out of this desolute place....I guess I'll just cut myself an exit through the people here." Even If he couldn't use magic, he could fall back on his blade, not that he used magic primarly anyway, it simply buffed his arsenal on what he could do on the offensive. The thought of using force to break down the caged door on the other wall was a thought but since it have off magical properties just as the bared windows, he imangine they were far stronger than any human could break so he wouldn't waste any time trying to do so. Speaking of swords, he had completely fogotten to check If his sword was even on his back! Placing his right hand on his back, he moved his hand around until he found his saya and his Odachi's hilt, Seto sighed in relief. "Well that's a relief I still got my Odachi but why would my captors allow me to wield my weapon? Does their stupidity have no bounds?" He honestly had no idea what to think, There would be few reasons why a person or a group of people would kidnap a person and allow them to keep their arms and armor unless they planned on throwing them into battle, that was the only conclusion he could think of at the moment but even than, why allow HIM to have his weapon? He was known for his abilities in combat, did they really want to die by him? Or did they think they could handle him? So many questions and so little answers.
In his deep thread of thinking, he was cought completely off guard when he heard two announcers speak, first a man telling the people in the stand of the Warriors Gauntlet, the arena they were in and he was certain he was one of their "Vistors". This only confirmed his line of thinking he was captured to fight for sport for these bastards until killed, this didn't sit well with Seto, not at all. If it was the last thing he did, he would kill the bastards incharge of running the place for trying to use him as a tool. The main contiuned to speak of the interior workings of the Gauntlet, Seto would need to fight his way through a network of tunnels before finding himself in the arena itself, it seemed simple enough, It was obvious there would be beasts and men in the tunnels otherwise those damm watchers wouldn't enjoy the show. Seto snickered when he heard the woman speak as if this was a game before finallying telling everyone the game had starting, opening the caged door through unknown means. "Hmph, Bring it than lady, well see If this maze can keep me out from killing you wench...am coming for you woman." He muttered to himself as he looked in the direction of the open caged door that lead down some tunnel.
