Talonia hid many secrets, some not for the light of heart. As a town of the lawless, the guildless and the free mercinaries and mages came for many reasons, it still had its rules and laws as any city would. However, one of the few pleasures this place had was one that Suijin choose to visit.
The roar of the crowd clearly said this place was home to many people who sought out entertainment and sport. Though it wasn't to be confused as some sort of gladiatorial slave contest... but a test of willing combatants in the ring. One would call it infamous as it wasn't like the magic games, but many came to compete. To fight for fame, glory, jewel and other fancies of the glory that came for it.
Nestled to the northern cliffs of Talonia's city limits, the arena was of a usual size today as people came to watch the fights, or even participate in them. Among them, a new comer had decided to pay a visit to the arena...
... one who came in toe with a certain green anthro crocodile with a pair of headphones on his head. The man was shirtless, wearing blue gee pants and a long head of equally blue hair, a sash only thing covering his torso. His muscles clearly showed to be one who trained frequently. He insisted to come in the interest to fight strong opponents.
However, one thing that stood out on him, as he approached the sign-in counter, was the golden claw-symbol on his chest over his heart, indicating him a member of a dark guild. Rakshasa.
The odd duo approached the glass separated booth where a man sat, reading a copy of a racy looking Sorcerer Weekly. "Can I help you?" he asked.
"Hey there," Suijin said cooly, as if he wasn't bothered waiting for the man to look up at him. "I'd like to sign up for today's fights. I'm new so know where I can look up the rules for this thing?" he asked.
"Yeah?" The man said, sounding like not giving a damn and not bothering to look up. "50 jewel buy in to participate. The winner gets that back with percentage of the pot depending on your wins and points. You can talk to the coordinators inside..." he said as he finally glanced up.
The man's expression froze at the view of the man's face, and the guild mark he bore. Suijin had earned a bit of an infamous reputation since the guild was closest to Talonia. And the mark was known by the guy as he straightened up, almost falling out of his chair. "Er-- sorry! I mean, its 50 jewel please to enter. Best of luck to you!" he said eagerly, trying to seem somewhat apolegetic.
Dismissing the attitude and the rattled look, Suijin calmly handed him the fifty jewel from his pocket. He slipped it to the guy from the slot in the glass and proceeded forward.
As they walked, the crocodile snickered. "Dude, did you see his face?" he said as he elbowed Suijin lightly. "Betcha he wetted himself when he saw us. Hahaha..."
Suijin just rolled his eyes and proceeded to the room instructed for him to be a part of the fun...
The roar of the crowd clearly said this place was home to many people who sought out entertainment and sport. Though it wasn't to be confused as some sort of gladiatorial slave contest... but a test of willing combatants in the ring. One would call it infamous as it wasn't like the magic games, but many came to compete. To fight for fame, glory, jewel and other fancies of the glory that came for it.
Nestled to the northern cliffs of Talonia's city limits, the arena was of a usual size today as people came to watch the fights, or even participate in them. Among them, a new comer had decided to pay a visit to the arena...
... one who came in toe with a certain green anthro crocodile with a pair of headphones on his head. The man was shirtless, wearing blue gee pants and a long head of equally blue hair, a sash only thing covering his torso. His muscles clearly showed to be one who trained frequently. He insisted to come in the interest to fight strong opponents.
However, one thing that stood out on him, as he approached the sign-in counter, was the golden claw-symbol on his chest over his heart, indicating him a member of a dark guild. Rakshasa.
The odd duo approached the glass separated booth where a man sat, reading a copy of a racy looking Sorcerer Weekly. "Can I help you?" he asked.
"Hey there," Suijin said cooly, as if he wasn't bothered waiting for the man to look up at him. "I'd like to sign up for today's fights. I'm new so know where I can look up the rules for this thing?" he asked.
"Yeah?" The man said, sounding like not giving a damn and not bothering to look up. "50 jewel buy in to participate. The winner gets that back with percentage of the pot depending on your wins and points. You can talk to the coordinators inside..." he said as he finally glanced up.
The man's expression froze at the view of the man's face, and the guild mark he bore. Suijin had earned a bit of an infamous reputation since the guild was closest to Talonia. And the mark was known by the guy as he straightened up, almost falling out of his chair. "Er-- sorry! I mean, its 50 jewel please to enter. Best of luck to you!" he said eagerly, trying to seem somewhat apolegetic.
Dismissing the attitude and the rattled look, Suijin calmly handed him the fifty jewel from his pocket. He slipped it to the guy from the slot in the glass and proceeded forward.
As they walked, the crocodile snickered. "Dude, did you see his face?" he said as he elbowed Suijin lightly. "Betcha he wetted himself when he saw us. Hahaha..."
Suijin just rolled his eyes and proceeded to the room instructed for him to be a part of the fun...