Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171231064307

The first two rounds of the Hunt had been as they always had, an energetic brawl that, while almost too close to actual combat in feel, was to be relatively safe for anyone that competed.

Due to the hair trigger reaction of a certain Vampire Lord, however, that was no longer the case. The Empress Slime Opaline of Frossenbjan was gravely injured, and now the field was being cleared. Both contestants and observers alike were sent back to their rooms in the ancient Great Wall, the white magically inclined stone the only true safe haven for the entire expanse of the arena.

At the epicenter of a brewing conflict between titans, the creator of the Magic Items, Markel the Sorcerer, had been visited by the Dark Lord Victivius, of who he used to be a follower. The Void King had granted him power, perhaps enough to stop this madness...so long as he did not fall prey to it himself. 