Grianne, partially hiding behind Eldin, waves somewhat to Eider.

“I heard about this place and wanted some more education in combat” repling to Nara also gives a head nod to grianne “ do we know if we get rooms or camping outside asking Nara “

Grianne answers for herself outloud. I have a treehouse just outside in the forest. I looks like the cataclysm missed it. For this place, you need to tall to Eider, or Torren if he is still around.

Sora looks over at Grianne and smiles a bit as she waves 

“My old quarters looked pretty trashed, I myself will probably be setting up shop outside of the city, just to protect the few possessions I have left.” She shrugs “I’m sure I can find a dry enough cave or something. I don’t need much. Look forward to seeing what you’re made of in the ring, Dorkas.”

she turns to Marvarax “Anyone still missing? Or have you been able to locate pretty much everyone from before?”

Marvarax turns over to Nara "plently of people are still missing, I doubt I even will be able to find everyone... but I'll try."

A cloaked wartorn figure with golden armor shows up on the edge of the forest looking at what used to be his home. He slumps down against a tree, eyes in disbelief.  "Why did I leave? It's all gone." 

(Now that's a face I haven't seen in a while.)

(Yeah... scratches head)

“well...I’m gonna go pick over whatever might be useful in town...maybe I’ll come across the band of idiots who made off with my stuff.”

and with that she turns tail and starts to search through the ruined town, starting with the barracks.

investigation: 17

A skinny noble entertainer walks into the mess of the town in finely made attire and rather clean and unused equipment. Travelling with an overabundance of musical instruments, old and new (mostly old... and broken).

This rather young man begins to walk among the rubble and among sorrowful commoners although he has one of the few smiles, he gets close to what he assumes is the tavern, the best place for any newcomers.

He looks over to a very upset women who is in tears, he taps her on the shoulder and says to her "This place seems to be in need of some gaiety! Thankfully i'm here... You know i'm something of a local figure? I'm Just-". The upset women leaves which is oddly curious for the young bard, who makes his way to the Glory.

Eider sends runners throughout the congregating peoples carrying the following message:

 (OOC: The first match of all level 3 characters will start tommorow at noon. Anyone who'd like to join please roll initiative. You have time to prep prior, but this time there will also be a 10 minute break before the fight. This is to negate the stacking of buffs/spells. Ie: Mage armor and false life still work. But mirror image + haste + freedom of movement + crown of stars will not be allowed. If this ruling hits casters a bit too hard I will be open to reversing it. For now though it's in play.)

(( Do we roll initiative here or in a separate thread? I think a separate thread might be better. ))

The Coliseum thread would be done be me. A lot of history on there.

((The old coliseum thread is still open yes? We could probably roll in there))

Eldin looks at the note and reads it. He turns to Grianne who also has a note and says, "Well... looks like the Coliseum is back again. That's my chance to recoup my losses. So what about you? Are you going to join in the fight?" 

Latrius d'Maranok-Koerme slowly stands up, limbering his swords in their scabbards.  The only hint of his passing is a swirl of dust, and the slight creaking of a closing door.

So we do it here or some wear else 

(I personally think it would be easier to start a new combat thread with a fresh start. That way, EliteHatter will be able to edit the title and tags and the first post will be up to date and controlled by the current DM. Also, the old thread is almost a thousand pages long, which is quite intimidating...)

"this could be a chance" the brass dragonborn says as he clutches a staff of many odd and strange symbols