Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28718853-20180109071757

Lumbre and Despoina sit in a far corner of the room, an empty bottle of Lighthouse scotch in front of each of them. Both had tried to drink away the terrifying events of earlier today with little success. "Lumbre...I think this is the last time I enter a competition like this," says Despoina. "No kidding, I never got to fight Rix," Lumbre grumbles. Despoina looks up at Baku on the platform and mutters, "I just hope the boss is open to my suggestion of a strength reduction field when I give him the idea."

Forjod, Rix, Xinderas, and Dravela all sat around a different table. Xinderas was fuming over the fact that she never got to fight Armata, and the fact that she lost the third round in the humiliating way that she did. Dravela heartily drinks from a bottle of Hellfire and shakes her sister's shoulder saying, "Cheer up Sis, it's only a game! You can't win everything."

"You did good, heck, you took down a good number of opponents before you yourself went down," Forjod says, attempting to cheer up his wife. Rix glances in his direction and replies, "Thanks dear, I wanted to prove Valerie wrong, but holy crap did those beasts not take a dent when I hit them!"

She rests her head on her elbow, clearly annoyed with herself for not giving it her all in the third round.

Jeff and Radono stand against a wall. The man clearly has no idea what do to, so Radono turns to him and asks, "Is there anything you'd like to try out dear?"

"Well, if it's something that doesn't lead to an accidental bar fight, then yeah, I'd like to try it out," he replies.