In the peaceful kingdom of Lunaria, an unforgivable crime has been committed. The daughter of king Barbose, Princess Nina, has been kidnapped by the dark dragon rider, Vahn the terrible, and his monstrous band of henchmen. Princess Nina is known far and wide for her radiant beauty, and kind demeanor, and her loss has sent the entire kingdom into a state of melancholy. So it is that the king has sent out calls to all the land, summoning the most skilled warriors, and adventurers, the kingdom has to offer to compete in a set of gladiatorial games to try and find one worthy of embarking on the perilous quest to rescue the lost princess, and bring Vahn to justice.
While many would consider taking on a small army of monsters tantamount to suicide, the king has promised two very enticing pieces of motivation. First, that the champion shall carry with them the Fist of Shaping; a magical gauntlet capable of reshaping, and strengthening, the wearer's body to be able to endure almost any hardship. And secondly, whomsoever manages to rescue Princess Nina, shall be joined with her in holy matrimony, and welcomed into the royal family.
And so, with such a staggering reward in place, the capitol city of Crystalveil sees heros of every stripe and color crowding its streets, hoping for a chance to enter the games, and be chosen as the kingdom's champion. Who will be chosen? And, will they have what it takes to complete the monumental task before them?
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Breka made her way through the crowded streets of the city of Crystalveil. Like so many others, she had heard the call for heros, and promised rewards, and decided to answer. The city market had been cleared of stalls and booths, to make room for the competition that was to take place to decide who would be sent to rescue the abducted Princess Nina. She eventually found herself standing in line with many other armed individuals before a large tent, as a small, bespectacled, man in the finery of a noble sat at a table, taking their names and ushering them into the tent.
When Breka got to the front, the little man simple said, "Name and title, please."
While many would consider taking on a small army of monsters tantamount to suicide, the king has promised two very enticing pieces of motivation. First, that the champion shall carry with them the Fist of Shaping; a magical gauntlet capable of reshaping, and strengthening, the wearer's body to be able to endure almost any hardship. And secondly, whomsoever manages to rescue Princess Nina, shall be joined with her in holy matrimony, and welcomed into the royal family.
And so, with such a staggering reward in place, the capitol city of Crystalveil sees heros of every stripe and color crowding its streets, hoping for a chance to enter the games, and be chosen as the kingdom's champion. Who will be chosen? And, will they have what it takes to complete the monumental task before them?
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Breka made her way through the crowded streets of the city of Crystalveil. Like so many others, she had heard the call for heros, and promised rewards, and decided to answer. The city market had been cleared of stalls and booths, to make room for the competition that was to take place to decide who would be sent to rescue the abducted Princess Nina. She eventually found herself standing in line with many other armed individuals before a large tent, as a small, bespectacled, man in the finery of a noble sat at a table, taking their names and ushering them into the tent.
When Breka got to the front, the little man simple said, "Name and title, please."