Rings of Honor

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The nightmare pawed at the sand and snorted in impatience. Flames curled out of the steed’s nostrils, briefly illuminating the skull-like face of the beast. The deathknight seated atop nightmare spoke in a hollow voice, “be still.” His fiery eyes looked down over the valley, analyzing the ruins and ...

Deathlord crested a large dune and surveyed the land surrounding his new villa. The sun burned overhead, revealing the empty land in sharp detail. Miles upon miles of barren hills and sand, with the occasional dot of green to hint at life. The air was hot and dry, and largely still, with only an occ...

"Hit him again!" The jeers and taunts of the gang were all around. Orphans and street rats, the lot of them. Surviving on their wits and their fists from day to day. Stealing food and coin. Scrabbling against each other for their share of the scraps that fell their way. Another blow. Blood...

http://www.duelingzone.org/rdd/Death_Knight_1E_FF.png The first ripple almost went unnoticed. My power to gate in a demon was not always successful. A gate opened perhaps three times in four, so it was not a resource I relied upon when combatting the adventurers who ventured into my lair, or who op...

http://duelingzone.org/jt/art/well_dressed_deathknight.png Convinced by his minions that an appearance, as a former baron, was required (which resulted in the destruction of those minions for having the temerity to require anything from his dread presence), Deathlord had his finest armor brought ou...

Your assurances of future presence are as meaningless to me as your reasons for challenging.

Warlord, given your lack of presence in recent years, your reasons for challenge ring hollow to me.

Nevertheless, your past achievements in the ring do merit some recognition. I acknowledge your challenge. One of my minions will make arrangements with you for place and time.

A minion crawls its way into the Arena. Punished for some infraction, its legs trail behind it uselessly. A faint trail of ooze is left in its path as it pulls itself along. Struggling up to the corkboard, the minion tacks a note under the warlord's challenge. The Baron of New Haven, recognizing the...

The shadows curled around the baron, welcoming him back into their embrace. Distance warped. The space between the edifice known as the Red Dragon Inn and the manor of New Haven became meaningless. Distance became a matter of will. Other presences existed in the shadow. Creatures that were not of th...

The notice of challenge found the cold baron of New Haven wandering his Garden of Souls. The frozen guests of the garden, each posed in a unique way, with their final expression of fear forever etched into their faces, brought the long dead baron an inkling of memory. Distant memories invoked faint ...

((New date, same time. Sunday the 2nd, 9:00PM. Sai has agreed to officiate. With thanks to Sarah who initially volunteered but isn't available on Sunday.))

((Challenge date being adjusted. Update soon.))

Silence blanketed the baronial estate. Moonlight glittered off the ice gardens that surrounded the New Haven manor. Winter was only just falling upon Rhydin, but the ice was a permanent fixture. As the temperature turned colder, and rains turned to sleet and snow, the ice sculptures took on a renewe...

"And that was Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun , kicking off your midnight hour here on K-R-P-T, the KRyPT! Coming up later, After the Flesh , but first this message from your friendly neighborhood Minion and Minion Realty. Remember, Minion and Minion is there for *you*!" ~~~ Ashley had the ghou...

A minion shambles into the Arena, its left foot dragging behind and giving it an awkward gait, and navigates its way around the intervening tables to reach the bulletin board next to the bar. With some effort, the creature raises a decaying arm up to an empty space and presses a notice to the board....