Setting
This beautiful large open air seating and eating space overlooks the Gargatuan Stage far below. Complete with optimal viewing stations all across the Silver Stage, This beautiful location is where most residents of the Silver Palace and those they invite may observe and if they wish to do so, take part in events at the Gargantuan Stage.
There is also a good ammount of food provided by the Silver Palace kitchens during events that occur here, the tables never run empty
There is also a good ammount of food provided by the Silver Palace kitchens during events that occur here, the tables never run empty
Silver Stage
A large, silver platform stretching over towards the Arena. It casts a shadow over the street below, but allows royalty private access to battles.
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Silver Stage is a part of 
The Silver Palace.
3 Characters Here
Nack Rosiak [4] Male warrior with a sword in its sheath
Plague Master [3] A doctor. Not the good kind.
Jc [1] Shy and pretty
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The Silver Stage was as the rest of the palace was; coated in silver, towering over all other buildings, and absolutely breathtaking in architecture. Domes, columns, intricate carvings on the ground beneath their feet and on the ceilings, doors with fascinating opening mechanisms, expensive furniture, spacious rooms, and a maze of hallways were only some of the wonders that would greet the fighters as they stepped through the portal.
Lucian Segal would lead them, stepping out onto the stage in his armor, sword strapped to his waist.
Waiting for them all was a woman, unsurprisingly, with hair that was silver. Much like the palace. She was in a layered black gown, which trailed upon the ground. When she took notice of the newcomers, she smiled.
"What a surprise this is. Have you brought me some new competitors, Lucian?" the woman asked. The paladin grinned and nodded.
"Why, yes-" He looked back to the two, hand stretched out toward the silver-haired woman. "This, gentlemen, is Tien, Queen of Vien, and my Queen these two are...er..."
He seemed to of forgotten.
Lucian Segal would lead them, stepping out onto the stage in his armor, sword strapped to his waist.
Waiting for them all was a woman, unsurprisingly, with hair that was silver. Much like the palace. She was in a layered black gown, which trailed upon the ground. When she took notice of the newcomers, she smiled.
"What a surprise this is. Have you brought me some new competitors, Lucian?" the woman asked. The paladin grinned and nodded.
"Why, yes-" He looked back to the two, hand stretched out toward the silver-haired woman. "This, gentlemen, is Tien, Queen of Vien, and my Queen these two are...er..."
He seemed to of forgotten.
"Sup, your majesty," Aeryn lowered himself in a dramatised bow, cloak flowing dramatically and hair flopping comically with the motion. "I'm Aeryn - just Aeryn, though I suppose you could probably call me Captain of the Aureate Vigil and Argent Vanguard and Champion of Lustre, but you know. For one, you've probably never heard of any of those things. And for another, titles are complicated and tend to belong to boring people. No offence."
Aeryn - himself silver haired - grinned broadly, casting his eyes around at the impressive architecture and whistling. "Nice place you've got here."
Aeryn - himself silver haired - grinned broadly, casting his eyes around at the impressive architecture and whistling. "Nice place you've got here."
"Artis Elerras, of the Order of the White Flame of Freeport," he answered, giving a slight bow. "I am here for the hunt."
Well, that was extremely obvious. The problem was in the fact he couldn't actually think of any other way to introduce himself and his intentions. His partner seemed to have done an okay job with it; seeming far more relaxed than he was. Artis, on the other hand, liked to remember he was actually in the presence of a Queen and should behave as such.
She wasn't exactly his Queen, but he knew his place was to be as humble and compliant as possible for as long as his boots were on Vien land.
Well, that was extremely obvious. The problem was in the fact he couldn't actually think of any other way to introduce himself and his intentions. His partner seemed to have done an okay job with it; seeming far more relaxed than he was. Artis, on the other hand, liked to remember he was actually in the presence of a Queen and should behave as such.
She wasn't exactly his Queen, but he knew his place was to be as humble and compliant as possible for as long as his boots were on Vien land.
"What an array of titles. Aeryn, then. Welcome and-" She turned her eyes to Artis. "Freeport? Surprising, I haven't seen anyone from Freeport come around here a while for the competition. I believe you are the first Freeport competitor this year. Welcome."
She smiled to them. "Both of you. Welcome. I do hope you'll enjoy the games. In case you aren't familiar with the rules, Lucian will be happy to tell you once you are in the preparation room. If you need weapons or otherwise, those will be there, as well. The next round is about to begin. Good luck, gentlemen, and thank you."
She smiled to them. "Both of you. Welcome. I do hope you'll enjoy the games. In case you aren't familiar with the rules, Lucian will be happy to tell you once you are in the preparation room. If you need weapons or otherwise, those will be there, as well. The next round is about to begin. Good luck, gentlemen, and thank you."
She let her eyes dance around the room for a moment and nodded, "Yes, well, it's inherited. The Silver Palace has been here since Lac Long Quan, the founder Gargantuan of Vien, was defeated. Thank you."
"I'm sort of a big deal," Aeryn joked, winking in a manner decidedly unseemly for talking with royalty, but it was easily apparent that Aeryn had no regard whatsoever for rank when it came to behaving himself. "And awh man, there are rules? I suppose it was too much to hope for you'd just let me loose to punch things to my heart's content."
The silvis shrugged with a grin, "Thanks for the thought, your maj. I'll do my best to put on a good show."
The silvis shrugged with a grin, "Thanks for the thought, your maj. I'll do my best to put on a good show."
The portal behind the group flickered once more as a third figure hurried through, robes flowing about his ankles. "Please let this be the right portal and not just some random o- ahah!"
Elante grinned, spotting Aeryn and pointing a finger at him accusingly. "What the hell have I told you about running off and getting into dangerous things?" he called, storming over. He didn't wait for an answer before continuing, prodding the silvis in the chest. "You're meant to invite me along, that's what. You're not the only one who enjoys things like this." Huffing, he folded his arms. "I'm not a total stick in the mud, you know."
Turning his attention to the others assembled, Elante bowed politely, "Sorry about this," he said, smiling slightly embarrassedly, "I'm Elante Vadrillion, I'm a mage from Academia Celestia. This oaf here is my husband. If it's quite alright with you, I'd like to enter this competition too."
Elante grinned, spotting Aeryn and pointing a finger at him accusingly. "What the hell have I told you about running off and getting into dangerous things?" he called, storming over. He didn't wait for an answer before continuing, prodding the silvis in the chest. "You're meant to invite me along, that's what. You're not the only one who enjoys things like this." Huffing, he folded his arms. "I'm not a total stick in the mud, you know."
Turning his attention to the others assembled, Elante bowed politely, "Sorry about this," he said, smiling slightly embarrassedly, "I'm Elante Vadrillion, I'm a mage from Academia Celestia. This oaf here is my husband. If it's quite alright with you, I'd like to enter this competition too."
"I appreciate your concern for your husband, but I can assure you we will be perfectly fine against the Gargantuan. We hardly need an extra hand, my friend."
He nodded to the Queen also, so to acknowledge that he had listened to her. "Yes, my lady; I entered to prove myself to my fellow knights. I would wield the white flame in their name, and the name of my King, and in the name of the creatures I slay."
He nodded to the Queen also, so to acknowledge that he had listened to her. "Yes, my lady; I entered to prove myself to my fellow knights. I would wield the white flame in their name, and the name of my King, and in the name of the creatures I slay."
"There are few rules-" Tien began.
Lucien held his hand up, "Ah! Ah, you said I was supposed to tell them!" he snickered, turning to all...three of them?
"Well, this is quite a surprise," he said, crossing his arms as Elante made his appearance. He watched him argue with his...
"Oh. That...that's your...oh." For some reason, Lucian had really expected a woman. Especially with that name. Well. In any case, Tien gave a slight bow in greeting. "Well, the more the merrier." she said, looking to Artis. "An extra hand is always welcome. You might find him helpful, Sir Elerras. We'll be sure to give you more challenging Gargantuan, however. Those that require multiple competitors."
Lucien held his hand up, "Ah! Ah, you said I was supposed to tell them!" he snickered, turning to all...three of them?
"Well, this is quite a surprise," he said, crossing his arms as Elante made his appearance. He watched him argue with his...
"Oh. That...that's your...oh." For some reason, Lucian had really expected a woman. Especially with that name. Well. In any case, Tien gave a slight bow in greeting. "Well, the more the merrier." she said, looking to Artis. "An extra hand is always welcome. You might find him helpful, Sir Elerras. We'll be sure to give you more challenging Gargantuan, however. Those that require multiple competitors."
Aeryn sputtered as Elante stormed in, running a hand through his hair, "Well I told you didn't I? I mean, I knew you'd turn up if you wanted to." Yeah, let's go with that. "I know you aren't a stick in the mud! I just, you know. You don't normally sign up on my crazy uh, schemes."
Aeryn nudged Elante in the ribs, "We make a great team, anyway, remember that one time with the robot in the bar?"
Aeryn nudged Elante in the ribs, "We make a great team, anyway, remember that one time with the robot in the bar?"
"Who said I was gonna be on your team?" Elante said, folding his arms and grinning. "Just 'cause I'm married to you doesn't mean I can't beat his ass at whatever I put my mind to."
Elante smiled, "I'm not joining this out of concern for Aeryn, sir knight, but out of a desire to have some fun myself."
Elante smiled, "I'm not joining this out of concern for Aeryn, sir knight, but out of a desire to have some fun myself."
"I... Am not entirely certain what is happening here," he admitted, peering at the Queen as though she could provide some clarification. "Who is fighting in what party, here? I believe the games are about to begin so this is quite an... Urgent matter."
It wasn't really though, because Artis knew the wait would serve only to build the crowd's momentum. Being late was in style, after all.
It wasn't really though, because Artis knew the wait would serve only to build the crowd's momentum. Being late was in style, after all.
Nack Rosiak was looking around the silverstage from behind the rest as he listened before he had the chance to say anything he had to make sure he hear the rules right he is a quiet one at this point
"Crit!- watch out red!" Mungus DeSiero leaped from his seat, much to the dismay of the noblewoman in mauve by his side. To hell with her, to hell with this date; The Hunt raged on!
This fight would be the talk of the town for days to come, and not just because the Champion was a natural born fighter. Mungus had all but forgotten about the Champion until his critical hit. He was much more invested in the scramble for life happening beneath the Gargantua beast.
Mungus was so invested, he didn't even notice his date leave. Where did that orange haired chick even come from? And wait a second-where did she get that helmet?!
This fight would be the talk of the town for days to come, and not just because the Champion was a natural born fighter. Mungus had all but forgotten about the Champion until his critical hit. He was much more invested in the scramble for life happening beneath the Gargantua beast.
Mungus was so invested, he didn't even notice his date leave. Where did that orange haired chick even come from? And wait a second-where did she get that helmet?!
Sitting within the balcony, the eponymous Plague Master sat. He had his hands folded together, eyes peering through his mask at the stage below. He wasn't royalty, or even truly a being of 'class and culture', and yet here he was watching the battle in the stage. It was entertaining despite everything. At first he thought it'd be boring, but alas he was wrong.
His eyes now followed Niira, the woman was strange. Like she had an aura of...peculiarity around her. This interested the Plague Doctor...
His eyes now followed Niira, the woman was strange. Like she had an aura of...peculiarity around her. This interested the Plague Doctor...
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