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Andros gave Junius a fair wave before his eyes shifted back to Wil, glancing for a moment as he watched the noble, Lance, get sent flying with a blow, unable to suppress a grimace as he watched. "This may sound odd, but we can help each other." He shook his head. That sounded a lot better in...

"A few, but it might be harder with that crew of corpses around you." Andros's eyes twinkled as he saw the lasers fire. Perhaps this wouldn't be as uneventful as he thought. He had half the thought just to run in and let his agility overcome these laser-firing orbs, but he couldn't leave his...

"Andros. A pleasure, friend." He let out a final groan, getting the last hitches along his muscles stretched out. Despite the dark and foreboding atmosphere of the tomb and their surrounding company, Andros seemed calm, his guard looked to be all the way lowered to being non-existent, but his...

Just before taking another sip of his warm drink, Andros halted, tilting his head to the oncoming commotion. His spot close to the ring made watching the pit and the stands simultaneously challenging, but the audience needed his attention as he tracked that faint presence. Whatever it was...

"Huh. Is that so?" Andros gave Junius another analyzing glance before walking around the corpses, kneeling to one and inspecting its wounds, then moving to a slain creature and poking at it with a finger. It looked like this tomb was under new management. New but by no means improved. Andros...

"I sense a great evil in this place..." Andros's initial tone was severe before brightening up as he entered the tomb's mouth. "Is what Master Tsung would say if he were here. Thankfully, he's not. Don't need another lecture." He shrugged, taking a moment to spin around and get a full view of...

Andros slumped into his seat, perched close to the ring on the first row. His eyes scanned everywhere except for the fight. He did sense something strange from the woman he helped and found it odd that there was shifting energy moving from her down to the arena floor into that noble. Something...

West of Vel Anir and south of the Baal Asha River, a tomb carved into a mountain stands as a monument to a kingdom long lost to time, with a nameless king interred there with only the most valuable treasures of his time buried with him. The legend of the tomb spread among the locals, passing...

"Heh, look at all these weaklings. This whole thing shouldn't be more than warm up." A burly, bearded, bald man chiseled with scars and veins huffed, awaiting the announcer's call, occupying a stiff chair at the bar and downing an even stiffer drink. It was Irak the Iron, a name recognized much...