DrSanes arena battle IC

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1vjTJTRn48 - listen to this while reading.


You wake up, your journey has been long and tiring, but your faithful steed has borne you through the mountains to this place. Fog flows eerily over the ground, it is impossible to see your feet, and it feels uneven and misshapen. You see a lone horse stand, and tie your companion to it. Jagged trees jut out of the ground around you and form cruel shapes to your eyes. Only the crescent moon lights your way as you press deeper on foot into the forest. A low cracking noise at your foot makes you look down, you see the ribcage of a devoured figure you just crushed. The low blow of the wind through the mountains keeps up a low, haunting wail, like the cry of a banshee. The mist blows in around you, and you walk forward blindly, hands outstretched. The fog shifts away you see before you seven black pillars, encircling the arena. They shift and dance in your vision, and the tug on your soul to this place is stronger than ever, it pulls you further into its clutches, and you step into the circle. You know now that you cannot leave until your tribute is payed. Shambling without will you are drawn to stand by one of the seven pillars, and clutch your weapons, frozen in place, waiting for this hallowed grounds command.

The arena:


The second piller from the left, at its base is a small knight, that is simply for scale and not present.

Special conditions:

-extreme fog, you cannot see the ground, and it is teacherously covered in nameless bones, you will want to test every foot placed, or risk tripping or falling into the murky ground
-The tribute of the dancers, it would be inadvisable to leave the boundary marked by the pillars
-the stone slab in the centre is as tall as a man, it could be climbed on for a great advantage, the mist is thinner around its base.
-this is outside of the RP entirely, use your characters, but dont reference this in the RP (the GM's dont like me bieng supernatural)
-it is technically and arena battle, but the rules are not set in stone, you can do other things than simply fight to the death
-to the death, this is to the death, real sharpened weapons, as i said, this is outside the RP entirely
-no ranged weapons
-cunning will win this battle, not strength

Current contenders: Sir Aranor, Extor commenced

PM me if you want to join in, give me your stats (plus a link to your story so i can verify them) and equipment, rules are here: https://popaftermath.forumotion.com/t365-test-area-must-be-deleted-later

Two knights stand at attention at the pillars, unthinking in a deep trance. A low rumble echoes around the arena and the fog covering their eyes disperses, they are directly opposite each other, with only the stone slab in the middle between them. The mist around their feet is as present as ever, and should only be walked in, less they want to trip and fall.



Updates:

Belethor, suddenly conscious, quickly draws his sword and raises his shield into a defensive stance as he tries to figure out where he is and how he got here.

Then he notices another person near a pillar not too far from him and decided to call out to him not knowing whether or not the person would answer.

"Hey! Do you have any idea where we are?"

The silent knight turned towards the southeastern pillar, walking slowly while he looked at Belethor through his enclosed helmet.

He held his spear in his hand, with a sheathed sword at his side.

He stopped at the pillar, stomping on a human skull.

"Who are you traveler!" He yelled at Belethor.