Morticia was born to a prominent High Elf family but felt the need for adventure and freedom. She then moved to Chult after learning a few things ranging from self defense, to healing. It was in Chult she met her lover, a Silver Dragonborn by the name of Sammael. Their relationship was rocky at first, starting off as partners who felt they didn't need a partner. It wasn't until 2 years after being assigned to each other they bonded. She was sent undercover by the Chultan leaders to infiltrate a illegal substance den that got a foot hold in one of the more dingy areas of the main Chult city. She worked hard to get to the point she would be allowed in the same room as the main targets they were after. The leader of the operation, a high strung and paranoid Bugbear who had a bad habit of taking heavy samples of his own outgoing and incoming product, coincidently spotted her as an informant of the Chultan leaders. Surrounded by various Orc's, Goblins, Humans, and a pair of Green dragonborn brothers, and many other random thugs, she tried to talk her way out of the accusation, which even to her was a incredibly lucky guess. She even kept on the charade when she was cornered with threats of death, torture and even **** was uttered toward her. Luckily for her a raiding party of Paladins, and Knights stormed in catching them off guard, slaying a few of them including the 2 Dragonborn brothers. The Bugbear leader thought by yanking her to him he had a ticket out of there until she surprised him with her own skills of self defense and brought him down before he can retaliate against her. After all of it was done and they reported back to the Chultan leaders, she couldn't help but kiss Sammael deeply out side the leaders chamber and since then they were always together.
They later found out the substance den was a branch of a larger network of sentient smuggling which lead to another network of Illegal fighting pits scattered in various places 2 of which were located some where in Chult. Eventually several anonymous tips were sent to the Chultan leaders about the whereabouts of the main fighting pit and its owner. A human male by the name Darvis was buying kidnapped peoples and rare endangered beasts from every where. His fighting pit was located deep in the zombie infested jungle in the center of Chult. So a plan was being formed, that a raiding party of 500 Paladins, Knights, Clerics, Sellswords and Squires, would take equally dispersed wagons of supplies, venture to the compound and bring back Darvis alive if possible as well as many as the beings he bought to be rehabilitated and sent back to any families that were missing them. So the raid force went out to the location the fighting pit was located. The trek was oddly easy, no encounters of undead or even living creatures happened, what Grung, Human, Tabaxi and other tribes they did encounter shied away from the host of 500. It took them 4 days to find the compound but what they didn't expect to see was a semi epic battle taking place already. A rival fighting pit arrived mere hours before they did and was fighting the occupants of the compound. Morticia looked to her lover who was in command as he ordered a couple blasts of a horn to herald their arrival, the horn went unanswered to those fighting, but what he didn't know was the noise from the fighting attracted the surrounding areas undead which numbered in thousands. Sammael ordered the charge, more than half of the raid force was still outside the compound when the undead emerged from the surrounding shrubs and trees. Morticia was inside the compound with a few other Clerics, their roles were to heal their forces when possible but still defend themselves against the fighting pit fighters. She spotted fighting beasts among the combatants, like various species of Dinosaurs, species of monsters that weren't even native to Chult like Displacer Beasts, Umber Hulks, and a Owlbear. She even spotted a humanoid Elephant, a species of sentient she didn't even know could exist. That's when she heard the shouts of horror and surprise coming from behind her, she turned just in time to witness a friend of hers, a young teenage boy Squire get bit in the neck by a undead Tiefling, blood gushed, some splashing her, she witnessed him get pulled down and torn apart by the undead Tiefling and a undead Raptor. Jumping into action she caved in both undead things skulls and shouted for others near her to watch out for undead, that's when she witnessed a panicking living Ankylosaur swing its clubbed tail sending another Squire through a bolted set of large wooden doors, she could hear his high pitched wails and the sound of meat ripping when they stopped, then the doors were smashed open from the inside and to her horror a zombie tyrannosaur stood there as a hidden army of undead things poured from the breached doors. The big undead thing let off a moaning roar that sounded like a yawn before it charged at the first living it spotted. The battle was chaos and things were looking dire for the living. She eventually found her lover, covered in blood and dirt and congealed blood from zombies as he stood alone fighting the undead and the occasional pit fighter.
Morticia fought at his side but eventually yelled to him "We must flee or we're all dead!" Sammael had the fall back order given via a few horn blasts, she then spotted what looked like a young Tiefling girl emerge from what she can only guess was the owners chamber holding a sack, before she can stop him, she saw Sammael grab the girl by the tail which was covered in scars and ended in a healed stump, what both of them didn't expect was for the young girl to turn on him so quickly and deliver a hard side kick to Sammael's head which caused him to let go. After getting him back up they began to run, but their path was blocked again as they came face to face with the undead tyrannosaur. The 3 stared each other down, Morticia and Sammael preparing to fight the thing when a living Triceratops impaled the undead thing with its horns and sent it falling into the large fighting pit itself. The dinosaur then turned and with the same panicked Ankylosaur charged the wall of undead clearing a path temporarily for the living beings to escape.
Morticia and Sammael eventually made it back to the main Chult city with only 48 other survivors from the 500 raiding force, they didn't see any of the fighting pit fighters among their number so they have no idea if any of those unwilling participants made it out of the jungle alive. Below is only a small piece of her report to the leaders.
"I don't know what happened, we got there when there was a battle already in progress...Sammael ordered 2 blasts from a horn signaling to those we can see inside that we were outside, they ignored us and continued fighting..." Morticia looks down at her still bloody clothing and armor fighting back tears. "I only became aware of the outside undead when I started hearing shouts and screams coming from outside the walls, I turned and witnessed a Squire die horribly in front of me...". Morticia was still visibly shaking but she continued on.
"I noticed something about these undead...those who were bit and died from something else actually rose again and attacked any living near them...and those who were unlucky enough not to get away from being bit were completely consumed...we must fortify this city then send word to every other Chultan city, outpost, and dock to do the same...the undead before I can only assume ranged in the thousands...now with most likely our numbers added to them, they can easily take over Chult if they aren't stopped..."
After the briefing the Chultan leaders chose to let go Sammael and Morticia, even going as far as blaming them for the debacle. The 2 lovers now travel the world, leaving Chult behind to its fate, while doing odd jobs for money.
Character Name: Sammael
Race: Silver Dragonborn
Class: Paladin
Height/Weight/Age: 6'8, 350, 39
Born to pacifist Dragonborn parents, he was taught if violence happens, only to do it in self defense, never to initiate it. He lived with that until he entered his teen years when his desire to fight emerged and emerged like a demon. His parents struggled to deal with their sons need for violence, even when a group of halfling thugs entered the village they were staying in. The situation would have been funny if bladed weapons and death threats weren't involved. That day Sammael was walking in the village, one of many methods that were taught to him to let off steam instead of violence. As he walked, minding his own business, one of the Halfling thugs shouted to him, which he ignored the shout and thought nothing of it until the group of 5 Halflings caught up to him and surrounded him. Sammael towered over them, which didn't seem to deter them but actually made Sammael give a long guffaw to the point he was holding his sides and on his knee's tears in his eyes. This made the Halfling's incredibly angry and caused one to react without thinking. One of them grabbed him by one of his long scales which in turn made him stand so fast, the motion had the Halfling dangling off the ground. Sammael growled in anger and slight pain then grabbed him by the neck and leg and brought the Halfling down onto his knee, they all heard the wet crunch and pop sound like it was a explosion. Dropping the squealing Halfling, he turned his jade eyes to the rest of them who had various looks of fear, and anger on their faces. He stood in a fighter's stance as if he had formal training, he knew he didn't, they didn't know that though. The next one to make a move was a Halfling behind him, the male shouted but was met with a mule kick to the face by Sammael, the blow broke the halfling's nose, left eye socket and jaw rendered him unconscious.
He had no idea his father was watching from another direction, a look of heavy disapproval on his face. When Sammael got home, he was met with a disappointed mother and father. He asked what was wrong, they told him, and even went as far as telling him he was no longer welcome in their home, that he should have just let things happen, he only made things worse. Sammael couldn't hold it in any longer, he exploded in frustration and anger, telling his parents he would never allow himself be a victim of anyone and that it was better to die on his feet then cowering in a corner. Before leaving the only home he knew, he told them how he decimated the rest of the group who pulled various bladed weapons on him then slammed the door on their stunned and saddened faces.
For some months after leaving his home village, he would do odd jobs in any welcoming villages, mostly crop work. Received informal weapons training from a town guard who took him under his wing for a couple years. He eventually moved on in his early 20's and got on a ship to Chult. There he received formal combat training in all forms of weapons including hand to hand. Eventually going through the main city ranks of guards. The most chaotic time was being a wall guard. the main city of Chult already had a wall surrounding the city and its ports, but occasionally a small number of zombies from the countries center would make it to the wall, usually zombies of adventurers or members of scattered tribes who still lived in the lush, dangerous jungles. But occasionally they would get a zombie version of one of the many species of native Dinosaurs emerge from the jungle, typically one of smaller therapods, but some times one of the larger ones would make an appearance, like a three horn, or one of the naturally armored ones. The worst ones being a Tyrannosaur, one of the big therapods or one of the larger thunder lizards (long necks). When one of those showed up it took the cities entire militia to take it down and even then by the time they could they suffered massive casualties. It was during a fight with one of the long neck types that Sammael sky rocketed in promotions, prowess, and honor. He saved the cities lead captain from being crushed. It's also when he found his breath weapon. The burst of cold froze one of the rotting legs of the undead thing, causing it to snap off and sending it falling to the ground, luckily falling away from the city wall. He used it again on the head, allowing one of the city catapults to throw a large stone, crushing the head.
After that he was promoted to Commander and trained as a Paladin, in which unlocked more inner powers and allowing him to learn new outer powers. He was even allowed to choose his armor, from the type to the color. He was always fond of various shades of lighter greens bordering yellow. So that's what he chose his chain male, and pieces of plates to be, light greens, as well as the shield he chose. For the next 10 years, he earned his respect among his allies and those under his command. Eventually, whether he wanted one or not, the leaders of Chult paired him with a partner. A High Elf Cleric by the name Morticia. To his surprise, she had the same attitude of not wanting to have a partner. But the threat of being let go got them both to see reason. So, Sammael and his group became "Law Enforcement" for the city, as well as dealing with any undead threats that made it to the city walls.
One such task was dealing with illegal activities, such as human trafficking, substances, crime. The one big one was discovering the location of a substance den in the city. He tasked Morticia to infiltrate the group and discover the leader. She did and they raided the den, only to find out later it was merely a branch of something bigger. An illegal fighting pit network, 2 of those fighting pits were in Chult they just didn't know where. After a few more months of dead ends, he received anonymous letters on the location of the alleged main fighting pit and owner. The fighting pit was located in the most dangerous section of jungle on Chult. A area heavily infested with undead and supposed to be home to some of Chults most deadliest species of monsters. They also discovered who the owner was, a man by the name of Darvis, a man who was no stranger to breaking Chult's laws or any where else's laws. He was the one buying kidnapped sentients from every where and even endangered species of creatures. So bringing the revelations to the leaders of Chult, they developed a plan to raid the fighting pit. The plan took shape, a raiding force of 500 would march upon the fighting compound and they hoped with minimal fighting and casualties they would take Darvis alive as well bring back any sentients who still wanted to be sent back home and even the endangered creatures would be medically treated by trained handlers then sent back to areas of origins and set free.
That night after spending some pleasurable time with Morticia, they sent out for the cities army and even Sellswords to assemble at the guard barracks. When they got there the next morning, a host of Paladins, Clerics, Knights, Squires and Sellswords were assembled and waiting. The host was exactly 500, with other helpers loading numerous horse or oxen drawn wagons with supplies, which consisted of water, food, weapons, and medical supplies. Each wagon had more than enough room to comfortably seat most of the members of raiding party, with everyone else having horses, or marching.
The host headed out through the main city gate in the direction of the known fighting pit, some marching, some on horse back, some in the wagons with the supplies. The first tribe they encountered was a tribe of humans who didn't interfere or approach the host passing through and with orders from Sammael himself, the host was ordered not to show any sign of hostility toward any tribe they encountered but to freely offer up any food or supplies if need be and to defend themselves if they must. That was the first day and night. The 3rd day and night they passed by a Grung tribe and a Tabaxi tribe, both of which gave them cautious looks and distance. The 4th day they arrived at the compound and to their shock to a battle already in progress. The host assembled, armor was put on, weapons sharpened and ready. Sammael ordered two blasts from a horn to signal their arrival, the horn went unanswered. What he didn't know was, the amount of noise coming from the fighting pit attracted the attention of the surrounding areas undead that numbered in the thousands. He gave the charge order and spear headed it.
When he passed the already ruined main gate doors, they were finally noticed by some of the fighters and to his sadness some of them charged his forces. His first kill was a dark skinned human who was also covered in blood already, then the semi epic battle became epic. The fighters continued to fight the rivals and then turned on the Chultan force. As he was deep in the fighting he wasn't aware that a bigger host of zombies emerged from the surrounding brush and trees and engaged the Chultan forces still outside the compound. He actually found a worthy opponent among the fighters, a big Minotaur with a fist and sun tattooed on his right shoulder which had a scar angled across it. Through this fight, he discovered the creature could talk, and even told him he didn't want to fight him and also saved him from a rival fighter who would have thrust a spear through Sammael from behind. The big fighter vanished on him, but was quickly replaced by a trio of Goblins. Eventually a loud crash was heard and he turned just in time to see a wall of undead that were streaming from a ruined gate he didn't pay attention too so he found himself fighting along side the pit fighters who finally noticed the undead that were pouring in from outside and from a hidden holding pen on the inside.
The fighting became fierce, frantic and dire pretty quickly. The Chultan forces still outside the compound were fighting and dying to the point a lot of them were trying to flee but couldn't get passed the wall of undead that seemed to be endless. Clerics that were meant to heal had to fight and survive, some did, some didn't, same with the Knights, Squires, Paladins and Sellswords. It seemed even the living fighting beasts were aiding the living in fighting the undead. A Displacer Beast actually saved Sammael a few times from zombie raptors or humanoid zombies. Eventually Morticia found her way to his side, she was covered in blood that wasn't hers, her mace also covered in congealed blood from undead. They fought side by side until she convinced him they had to flee or die here, she even told him what she observed of these undead, about someone being bitten who happen to not be consumed by them eventually turns. That's when he stopped for a minute and looked around. He spotted a Elf Paladin with chunk of his left cheek missing, shuffling toward a panicked Squire who's longsword was only half of one now since it was broken, the poor young Squire didn't see a undead Slaad behind him until it pounced onto his back ripping into his head while the undead paladin joined in ripping the screaming youth apart. Sammael ordered the retreat from anyone who still happen to have a horn, he spotted the Knight who blew the arrival blasts stumbling toward him, covered in blood and missing an arm, and half his face, the former human had a lone milky white eye, his one arm out stretched, hand grasping. Sammael took the undead's head off and snatched up the horn before the body can fall. He let off 2 blasts of retreat. He and Morticia began to run but stopped, coming face to face with a undead Tyrannosaur. The thing let off a moaning roar that sounded like a deep yawn, Sammael responded back with a roar of his own of defiance and challenge. The undead thing took one step before a living Triceratops charged from out of no where, impaling it from the side and sent it falling over into the big fighting pit itself. The undead thing was still active and was trying to get up. The living three horn honked out a grunt, turned and along with a living Ankylosaur charged through the ocean of undead which gave the living the opportunity to escape.
As Sammael and Morticia were about to flee, he spotted a young Tiefling girl clad in fighting pit owned armor fleeing what could only have been Darvis's chamber. Without thinking he gave chase and grabbed hold of her tail and to his surprise she swung her leg back, catching him in the side of his head, rocking him to his knees. The girl at that moment vanished in the crowd of fleeing living. However that was also a bad situation for him because a undead raptor leaped onto his back, but luckily for him Morticia was there to cave in its skull. As he got back up he saw another one coming, he brought up his shield in time, the creature collided with his shield slashing deep gouges into the shield, one sickle claw managed to reach around and slash his chest armor, he growled in response and with great strength brought his shield down crushing the thing into the ground. Beheading the damaged creature, his lover Morticia and himself finally joined the fleeing living.
When they got passed the gate to the outside, the fight for survival was still going on and to their dismay the horses were either consumed or now undead themselves. They all fought their way through the undead, living fighting beasts, pit fighters, and Chultan forces alike. He witnessed the Displacer Beast finally get taken down by a horde of humanoid undead. He spotted the Minotaur he fought before, along side a species of sentient he didn't know could exist, a humanoid Elephant, both were fighting for survival, he also got a glimpse of the Tiefling girl who kicked him among the 2, but all 3 seemed to vanish. What saved them was arrows coming from seemingly out of no where. When he discovered the source, it turned out to be tribes of Grung, Tabaxi, Humans, and Pterafolk, aiding the living escaping the undead. Once the living were free, the tribes themselves fled.
What was left of the Chultan forces returned to the main city. Their numbers rounded up to just 50 out of 500. Shortly after they arrived, fleeing tribes that aided them also arrived. Their own tribe leaders got together with the Chultan leaders and told them the undead now outnumber every tribe combined even with the cities of Chult. Every day since that debacle other tribes began to arrive, fleeing the jungle. Sammael and Morticia were officially let go and even blamed for the debacle, mostly Sammael. The leaders thought Sammael should have known about the undead threat and planned the raid better. This caused Sammael to lash out in frustration and anger, in which even Morticia could barely get him to calm down. His parting words to the leaders of Chult were "I do hope the undead DO over take this place and you all get ripped apart and devoured!" He let Morticia guide him out of the chamber, they cleaned up together and even worked out some stress from the days prior in the shower, not caring who heard them. Leaving their filthy armor and weapons behind in favor of clean ones, they left Chult to its fate.
The lovers now travel around doing odd jobs for a living. In a small way he wants to meet that Minotaur again and even the young Tiefling girl who kicked him in the head, for what he doesn't know.
Thanks, I have to pace myself though when posting my characters and their backstories. Next her lover will be posted soon even though I probably don't need too.
Trovik was born on the plane of Ravnica in the Boros controlled section of the city. At a young age he believed in justice and the protection of others who couldn't protect themselves. By age 10 he was already in training to be in the Legion and by age 17 he joined their ranks as a soldier.
At age 30 he was a captain, and one of the first of the Boros to witness the Planar Gate open up on Ravnica and blue skeletal creatures emerged and started attacking and killing civilians. He sprang into action, striking down the things while trying to protect others around him. Eventually Planeswalkers, and the other Guilds got involved and a big war for Ravnica began, but was revealed later that it was a war for Planeswalker sparks. The leader of this army, an insane elder dragon planeswalker by the name Nicol Bolas was eventually defeated and killed. He was saddened to hear that a Planeswalker he fought along side with, a man by the name of Gideon, sacrificed himself to save a female planeswalker who turned on the dragon and turned the tide of the battle.
Months have gone by and all the Guilds have gotten along due to a truce between them all, even though the peace is still shakey, but warriors from all the Guilds found a new found respect for each other after fighting along side each other. Trovik found himself in a back alley bar relaxing, having a drink before heading home to his family. The bar itself was quite, dark, and occupied with people, mostly non Guild members. He took one last long drink and almost immediately found himself falling into a incredibly deep sleep, falling off his stool and onto the floor with a metallic thud.
He woke up a few days later, no memory on who he was, incredibly groggy, sore, he couldn't even wake up angry. He did wake up to find himself in a cell big enough to accommodate him and he was naked, He looked around seeing other cells that held other occupants. He saw humans, elves, a cyclops or 2, various other sentients he's never seen before. One cell held 2 sentients that he had a vague memory he couldn't quite grasp though, they had heads of elephants but the bodies of humanoids. One was an adult, the other smaller obviously a child of the species. He tossed the memory he couldn't grasp out of his head when another human male appeared in front of him clad in fine looking clothing of various colors with assorted gems sewn in. "Greetings Gladiators...I am the man who bought you all, my name is Darvis and you are in my Fighting Pit, to fight and die. The sound you will hear upon entering the pit will be cheers, and some times boo's. So my fighters, this is your new home so let me welcome you now by saying...Gladiators...I solute you"
Days later Trovic had his first match on the fighting pit. He was pit against a Minotaur that was not the same as him, this one was more rage filled and blood thirsty, and stupid. Armed with a flail he was still naked when he entered the fighting pit, after a short wait his opponent entered snarling, roaring and swinging a axe around. The crazed Minotaur spotted Trovic, roared and charged, the sword held high, intent clear. Something took over Trovic, some sort of combat reflex memory he didn't realize he had, he charged the approaching wild Minotaur and gored him so fast the fighter let off a surprised wet grunt, with a show of strength Trovic couldn't remember having, he threw back his head, throwing the opposing Minotaur behind. The hurt creature slowly got to his knee's, but with a underhanded swing of his flail, Trovic crushed the opponents jaw, the force behind the blow even had the creatures brains spurt from its ears, eyes and nostrils, killing it instantly. He stood over the body, bloody flail in one hand and the cheers of the crowd chanting something. They were chanting his name. "GORE!...GORE!!!...GORE!!!!!". He could not help himself, he raised his flair and roared in triumph.
For the next several years he became content with not knowing who he was, where he came from, and why he was more intelligent that the other Minotaur of the area, even though so far he only fought and killed the one. He became the top attraction of the "Heavy Weight" division in Darvis's fighting pit. His opponents were various in species, most of which he couldn't name. One opponent called himself a "Dragonborn", he was a dark blue and had a natural lightning weapon that came from his mouth, luckily for Gore he managed to evade that little feature from the "Dragonborn" but he knew he had to end the fight quickly incase more lightning comes his way. So he surprised his opponent and gored him, threw him up into the air and swing his flail up catching the surprised opponent full force in the chest, crushing his heart, breast bone and lungs killing him.
Eventually, word got back to him during one of his off times, that one of Darvis's newest fighters who was becoming the second top attraction was demanding a match with him, He later learned Darvis talked the fighter into fighting the browned skinned human male from a place called Dorn instead. He learned the fighter won the match and was a Tiefling girl which now was named Sulfur. He just didn't know the young woman's age. A few months later, he requested to meet this fighter in a non combat fashion, so Darvis had him accompanied by 2 guards to the fighter's cell. What he saw triggered a unknown memory in his mind but it quickly left. The fighter infront of him was indeed female and a young girl, she laid on her straw bed naked except for heavy bandages wrapped around her midsection. She wasn't shy and modesty wasn't part of her mindset. She got up and walked toward her cell bars. She was shapely, not too big or too small in certain areas, her skin was a dark red and covered in scars. If things were different and she was a little older, he would have considered her incredibly beautiful and physically attractive despite him being a different species. When she spoke, her voice was soft like a singers, despite her being the fighter that asked to him. "This isn't the Pleasurable Company I asked for...but...why not?..." She reached for him but he stepped back away from her cell another old memory popping up that made him repulsed by a child hinting at a certain activity. "I'm not...you're the one that wanted to fight me?!" He demanded, a hint of sorrow mixed with anger and disgust in his voice. The young Tiefling girl went back to her bed and slowly laid back down visibly wincing. "I cant fight you...something in me wont allow me to fight someone so young..." He said visibly sad, he then turned and walked away before she can respond to him.
A month later, he entered the fighting pit again, still naked and armed with his flail, he stood waiting for his opponent. He turned when he heard soft footsteps of bare feet and stepped back shocked. Sulfur stood in front of him, also naked and armed with 2 scimitar's. He kept her at bay with his flail against her blades, jumping away from her, keeping her from getting too close until she used her speed against. He felt sharp pain on his back, she then swing around and slashed his chest and right shoulder, in his anger he kicked her away then back handed her, the cuff on his right wrist actually giving her an X shaped cut on her left cheek. The blow alone should have killed her, but to his shock it didn't, she actually got back up on shaky legs, what actually scared him was she showed no sign of any emotion, no pain, anger, fear, nothing. She looked back at him like a how a shark doesn't look alive until it bites you. But thankfully the blow knocked her out for when she took one step she fell forward, he rushed to her and caught her before she can hit her head on a rock and potentially do more harm to herself. The crowd was displeased audibly even after he carried her out of the pit. A single revelation crossed his mind, that he had to get out of there and take her with him.
A few months later, as Gore sat in his cell he heard a commotion. Guards were running every where, then Darvis addressed them all from the center of the chamber. "My pit fighters! Your home is being threatened, you are to put on armor and arm yourselves to fend off the enemy!" With that Gore's cell was opened and guards were escorting the fighters to the armory. Everything went by so fast. As the fighters assembled near the main gate, he happen to look to his left and spotted the young Elephant humanoid, that's when it hit him, the adult of the 2 was killed in the fighting pit. He looked to his right and Sulfur was standing there, also clad in armor that showed a generous amount of her well endowed cleavage, her muscled belly and her thighs. The animal handlers even had fighting beasts assembled among them. Sulfur got closer to him to the point he felt her left armored bosom press into his right arm, she whispered enough only he and the elephant humanoid by the forced name of Mammoth could hear her. "In the chaos I'm thinking about escaping, if Darvis gets in my way I'm going to kill him, you in?". Not needing to really consider it, they both said yes. As they came to an agreement, the main gates were broken through and the rival fighting pit owners roster of fighters rushed in. Both rosters had over 600 fighters each, the only down side to the invaders was, they didn't bring any fighting beasts. Mammoth was the one to spur everyone to charge by raising his Warhammer above his head and trumpeting out a might roar of challenge. They charged and collided with the rival fighters.
The fighting was semi epic and at some point turned epic when a 3rd faction arrived and entered the battle and even then it escalated again when the surrounding area's zombies entered the fray. Then it got even more insane when a set of doors that lead into a secret area of the compound was breached and even more zombies emerged attacking them all. Gore fought a Silver version of a Dragonborn but didn't want to fight him so he got away from him as fast as he could. Eventually Sulfur gathered him and Mammoth to her, she had her belongings and gave him and Mammoth a hefty sack that contained gold and platinum. "What happened to Darvis?" Mammoth was the one that asked. Sulfur revealed to them that she killed him and the rival pit owner.
They got their break when 2 of the living fighting beasts punched through the wall of zombies allowing the living to escape. They fought some more when they got outside the compound and managed to get separated. Gore found another opening and fled the battle.
He now travels the land, doing odd jobs for those who are willing to pay him. At some point a strong smelling stew broke his years long amnesia and all his memories flooded back in and combined with his new memories. He met back up with Mammoth and Sulfur along the way and for a while Sulfur was helping them try to find a way back home after they told her where they were from. Recently he found a spell scroll that is believed to open a portal to where ever they want to go. He is now waiting on Mammoth to return from a mission as Trovic and Sulfur await in the main city of Chult for his return.
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Character Name: Morticia
Race: High Elf
Class: Cleric
Age/Height/Weight: 180, 5'6, 158
Morticia was born to a prominent High Elf family but felt the need for adventure and freedom. She then moved to Chult after learning a few things ranging from self defense, to healing. It was in Chult she met her lover, a Silver Dragonborn by the name of Sammael. Their relationship was rocky at first, starting off as partners who felt they didn't need a partner. It wasn't until 2 years after being assigned to each other they bonded. She was sent undercover by the Chultan leaders to infiltrate a illegal substance den that got a foot hold in one of the more dingy areas of the main Chult city. She worked hard to get to the point she would be allowed in the same room as the main targets they were after. The leader of the operation, a high strung and paranoid Bugbear who had a bad habit of taking heavy samples of his own outgoing and incoming product, coincidently spotted her as an informant of the Chultan leaders. Surrounded by various Orc's, Goblins, Humans, and a pair of Green dragonborn brothers, and many other random thugs, she tried to talk her way out of the accusation, which even to her was a incredibly lucky guess. She even kept on the charade when she was cornered with threats of death, torture and even **** was uttered toward her. Luckily for her a raiding party of Paladins, and Knights stormed in catching them off guard, slaying a few of them including the 2 Dragonborn brothers. The Bugbear leader thought by yanking her to him he had a ticket out of there until she surprised him with her own skills of self defense and brought him down before he can retaliate against her. After all of it was done and they reported back to the Chultan leaders, she couldn't help but kiss Sammael deeply out side the leaders chamber and since then they were always together.
They later found out the substance den was a branch of a larger network of sentient smuggling which lead to another network of Illegal fighting pits scattered in various places 2 of which were located some where in Chult. Eventually several anonymous tips were sent to the Chultan leaders about the whereabouts of the main fighting pit and its owner. A human male by the name Darvis was buying kidnapped peoples and rare endangered beasts from every where. His fighting pit was located deep in the zombie infested jungle in the center of Chult. So a plan was being formed, that a raiding party of 500 Paladins, Knights, Clerics, Sellswords and Squires, would take equally dispersed wagons of supplies, venture to the compound and bring back Darvis alive if possible as well as many as the beings he bought to be rehabilitated and sent back to any families that were missing them. So the raid force went out to the location the fighting pit was located. The trek was oddly easy, no encounters of undead or even living creatures happened, what Grung, Human, Tabaxi and other tribes they did encounter shied away from the host of 500. It took them 4 days to find the compound but what they didn't expect to see was a semi epic battle taking place already. A rival fighting pit arrived mere hours before they did and was fighting the occupants of the compound. Morticia looked to her lover who was in command as he ordered a couple blasts of a horn to herald their arrival, the horn went unanswered to those fighting, but what he didn't know was the noise from the fighting attracted the surrounding areas undead which numbered in thousands. Sammael ordered the charge, more than half of the raid force was still outside the compound when the undead emerged from the surrounding shrubs and trees. Morticia was inside the compound with a few other Clerics, their roles were to heal their forces when possible but still defend themselves against the fighting pit fighters. She spotted fighting beasts among the combatants, like various species of Dinosaurs, species of monsters that weren't even native to Chult like Displacer Beasts, Umber Hulks, and a Owlbear. She even spotted a humanoid Elephant, a species of sentient she didn't even know could exist. That's when she heard the shouts of horror and surprise coming from behind her, she turned just in time to witness a friend of hers, a young teenage boy Squire get bit in the neck by a undead Tiefling, blood gushed, some splashing her, she witnessed him get pulled down and torn apart by the undead Tiefling and a undead Raptor. Jumping into action she caved in both undead things skulls and shouted for others near her to watch out for undead, that's when she witnessed a panicking living Ankylosaur swing its clubbed tail sending another Squire through a bolted set of large wooden doors, she could hear his high pitched wails and the sound of meat ripping when they stopped, then the doors were smashed open from the inside and to her horror a zombie tyrannosaur stood there as a hidden army of undead things poured from the breached doors. The big undead thing let off a moaning roar that sounded like a yawn before it charged at the first living it spotted. The battle was chaos and things were looking dire for the living. She eventually found her lover, covered in blood and dirt and congealed blood from zombies as he stood alone fighting the undead and the occasional pit fighter.
Morticia fought at his side but eventually yelled to him "We must flee or we're all dead!" Sammael had the fall back order given via a few horn blasts, she then spotted what looked like a young Tiefling girl emerge from what she can only guess was the owners chamber holding a sack, before she can stop him, she saw Sammael grab the girl by the tail which was covered in scars and ended in a healed stump, what both of them didn't expect was for the young girl to turn on him so quickly and deliver a hard side kick to Sammael's head which caused him to let go. After getting him back up they began to run, but their path was blocked again as they came face to face with the undead tyrannosaur. The 3 stared each other down, Morticia and Sammael preparing to fight the thing when a living Triceratops impaled the undead thing with its horns and sent it falling into the large fighting pit itself. The dinosaur then turned and with the same panicked Ankylosaur charged the wall of undead clearing a path temporarily for the living beings to escape.
Morticia and Sammael eventually made it back to the main Chult city with only 48 other survivors from the 500 raiding force, they didn't see any of the fighting pit fighters among their number so they have no idea if any of those unwilling participants made it out of the jungle alive. Below is only a small piece of her report to the leaders.
"I don't know what happened, we got there when there was a battle already in progress...Sammael ordered 2 blasts from a horn signaling to those we can see inside that we were outside, they ignored us and continued fighting..." Morticia looks down at her still bloody clothing and armor fighting back tears. "I only became aware of the outside undead when I started hearing shouts and screams coming from outside the walls, I turned and witnessed a Squire die horribly in front of me...". Morticia was still visibly shaking but she continued on.
"I noticed something about these undead...those who were bit and died from something else actually rose again and attacked any living near them...and those who were unlucky enough not to get away from being bit were completely consumed...we must fortify this city then send word to every other Chultan city, outpost, and dock to do the same...the undead before I can only assume ranged in the thousands...now with most likely our numbers added to them, they can easily take over Chult if they aren't stopped..."
After the briefing the Chultan leaders chose to let go Sammael and Morticia, even going as far as blaming them for the debacle. The 2 lovers now travel the world, leaving Chult behind to its fate, while doing odd jobs for money.
Character Name: Sammael
Race: Silver Dragonborn
Class: Paladin
Height/Weight/Age: 6'8, 350, 39
Born to pacifist Dragonborn parents, he was taught if violence happens, only to do it in self defense, never to initiate it. He lived with that until he entered his teen years when his desire to fight emerged and emerged like a demon. His parents struggled to deal with their sons need for violence, even when a group of halfling thugs entered the village they were staying in. The situation would have been funny if bladed weapons and death threats weren't involved. That day Sammael was walking in the village, one of many methods that were taught to him to let off steam instead of violence. As he walked, minding his own business, one of the Halfling thugs shouted to him, which he ignored the shout and thought nothing of it until the group of 5 Halflings caught up to him and surrounded him. Sammael towered over them, which didn't seem to deter them but actually made Sammael give a long guffaw to the point he was holding his sides and on his knee's tears in his eyes. This made the Halfling's incredibly angry and caused one to react without thinking. One of them grabbed him by one of his long scales which in turn made him stand so fast, the motion had the Halfling dangling off the ground. Sammael growled in anger and slight pain then grabbed him by the neck and leg and brought the Halfling down onto his knee, they all heard the wet crunch and pop sound like it was a explosion. Dropping the squealing Halfling, he turned his jade eyes to the rest of them who had various looks of fear, and anger on their faces. He stood in a fighter's stance as if he had formal training, he knew he didn't, they didn't know that though. The next one to make a move was a Halfling behind him, the male shouted but was met with a mule kick to the face by Sammael, the blow broke the halfling's nose, left eye socket and jaw rendered him unconscious.
He had no idea his father was watching from another direction, a look of heavy disapproval on his face. When Sammael got home, he was met with a disappointed mother and father. He asked what was wrong, they told him, and even went as far as telling him he was no longer welcome in their home, that he should have just let things happen, he only made things worse. Sammael couldn't hold it in any longer, he exploded in frustration and anger, telling his parents he would never allow himself be a victim of anyone and that it was better to die on his feet then cowering in a corner. Before leaving the only home he knew, he told them how he decimated the rest of the group who pulled various bladed weapons on him then slammed the door on their stunned and saddened faces.
For some months after leaving his home village, he would do odd jobs in any welcoming villages, mostly crop work. Received informal weapons training from a town guard who took him under his wing for a couple years. He eventually moved on in his early 20's and got on a ship to Chult. There he received formal combat training in all forms of weapons including hand to hand. Eventually going through the main city ranks of guards. The most chaotic time was being a wall guard. the main city of Chult already had a wall surrounding the city and its ports, but occasionally a small number of zombies from the countries center would make it to the wall, usually zombies of adventurers or members of scattered tribes who still lived in the lush, dangerous jungles. But occasionally they would get a zombie version of one of the many species of native Dinosaurs emerge from the jungle, typically one of smaller therapods, but some times one of the larger ones would make an appearance, like a three horn, or one of the naturally armored ones. The worst ones being a Tyrannosaur, one of the big therapods or one of the larger thunder lizards (long necks). When one of those showed up it took the cities entire militia to take it down and even then by the time they could they suffered massive casualties. It was during a fight with one of the long neck types that Sammael sky rocketed in promotions, prowess, and honor. He saved the cities lead captain from being crushed. It's also when he found his breath weapon. The burst of cold froze one of the rotting legs of the undead thing, causing it to snap off and sending it falling to the ground, luckily falling away from the city wall. He used it again on the head, allowing one of the city catapults to throw a large stone, crushing the head.
After that he was promoted to Commander and trained as a Paladin, in which unlocked more inner powers and allowing him to learn new outer powers. He was even allowed to choose his armor, from the type to the color. He was always fond of various shades of lighter greens bordering yellow. So that's what he chose his chain male, and pieces of plates to be, light greens, as well as the shield he chose. For the next 10 years, he earned his respect among his allies and those under his command. Eventually, whether he wanted one or not, the leaders of Chult paired him with a partner. A High Elf Cleric by the name Morticia. To his surprise, she had the same attitude of not wanting to have a partner. But the threat of being let go got them both to see reason. So, Sammael and his group became "Law Enforcement" for the city, as well as dealing with any undead threats that made it to the city walls.
One such task was dealing with illegal activities, such as human trafficking, substances, crime. The one big one was discovering the location of a substance den in the city. He tasked Morticia to infiltrate the group and discover the leader. She did and they raided the den, only to find out later it was merely a branch of something bigger. An illegal fighting pit network, 2 of those fighting pits were in Chult they just didn't know where. After a few more months of dead ends, he received anonymous letters on the location of the alleged main fighting pit and owner. The fighting pit was located in the most dangerous section of jungle on Chult. A area heavily infested with undead and supposed to be home to some of Chults most deadliest species of monsters. They also discovered who the owner was, a man by the name of Darvis, a man who was no stranger to breaking Chult's laws or any where else's laws. He was the one buying kidnapped sentients from every where and even endangered species of creatures. So bringing the revelations to the leaders of Chult, they developed a plan to raid the fighting pit. The plan took shape, a raiding force of 500 would march upon the fighting compound and they hoped with minimal fighting and casualties they would take Darvis alive as well bring back any sentients who still wanted to be sent back home and even the endangered creatures would be medically treated by trained handlers then sent back to areas of origins and set free.
That night after spending some pleasurable time with Morticia, they sent out for the cities army and even Sellswords to assemble at the guard barracks. When they got there the next morning, a host of Paladins, Clerics, Knights, Squires and Sellswords were assembled and waiting. The host was exactly 500, with other helpers loading numerous horse or oxen drawn wagons with supplies, which consisted of water, food, weapons, and medical supplies. Each wagon had more than enough room to comfortably seat most of the members of raiding party, with everyone else having horses, or marching.
The host headed out through the main city gate in the direction of the known fighting pit, some marching, some on horse back, some in the wagons with the supplies. The first tribe they encountered was a tribe of humans who didn't interfere or approach the host passing through and with orders from Sammael himself, the host was ordered not to show any sign of hostility toward any tribe they encountered but to freely offer up any food or supplies if need be and to defend themselves if they must. That was the first day and night. The 3rd day and night they passed by a Grung tribe and a Tabaxi tribe, both of which gave them cautious looks and distance. The 4th day they arrived at the compound and to their shock to a battle already in progress. The host assembled, armor was put on, weapons sharpened and ready. Sammael ordered two blasts from a horn to signal their arrival, the horn went unanswered. What he didn't know was, the amount of noise coming from the fighting pit attracted the attention of the surrounding areas undead that numbered in the thousands. He gave the charge order and spear headed it.
When he passed the already ruined main gate doors, they were finally noticed by some of the fighters and to his sadness some of them charged his forces. His first kill was a dark skinned human who was also covered in blood already, then the semi epic battle became epic. The fighters continued to fight the rivals and then turned on the Chultan force. As he was deep in the fighting he wasn't aware that a bigger host of zombies emerged from the surrounding brush and trees and engaged the Chultan forces still outside the compound. He actually found a worthy opponent among the fighters, a big Minotaur with a fist and sun tattooed on his right shoulder which had a scar angled across it. Through this fight, he discovered the creature could talk, and even told him he didn't want to fight him and also saved him from a rival fighter who would have thrust a spear through Sammael from behind. The big fighter vanished on him, but was quickly replaced by a trio of Goblins. Eventually a loud crash was heard and he turned just in time to see a wall of undead that were streaming from a ruined gate he didn't pay attention too so he found himself fighting along side the pit fighters who finally noticed the undead that were pouring in from outside and from a hidden holding pen on the inside.
The fighting became fierce, frantic and dire pretty quickly. The Chultan forces still outside the compound were fighting and dying to the point a lot of them were trying to flee but couldn't get passed the wall of undead that seemed to be endless. Clerics that were meant to heal had to fight and survive, some did, some didn't, same with the Knights, Squires, Paladins and Sellswords. It seemed even the living fighting beasts were aiding the living in fighting the undead. A Displacer Beast actually saved Sammael a few times from zombie raptors or humanoid zombies. Eventually Morticia found her way to his side, she was covered in blood that wasn't hers, her mace also covered in congealed blood from undead. They fought side by side until she convinced him they had to flee or die here, she even told him what she observed of these undead, about someone being bitten who happen to not be consumed by them eventually turns. That's when he stopped for a minute and looked around. He spotted a Elf Paladin with chunk of his left cheek missing, shuffling toward a panicked Squire who's longsword was only half of one now since it was broken, the poor young Squire didn't see a undead Slaad behind him until it pounced onto his back ripping into his head while the undead paladin joined in ripping the screaming youth apart. Sammael ordered the retreat from anyone who still happen to have a horn, he spotted the Knight who blew the arrival blasts stumbling toward him, covered in blood and missing an arm, and half his face, the former human had a lone milky white eye, his one arm out stretched, hand grasping. Sammael took the undead's head off and snatched up the horn before the body can fall. He let off 2 blasts of retreat. He and Morticia began to run but stopped, coming face to face with a undead Tyrannosaur. The thing let off a moaning roar that sounded like a deep yawn, Sammael responded back with a roar of his own of defiance and challenge. The undead thing took one step before a living Triceratops charged from out of no where, impaling it from the side and sent it falling over into the big fighting pit itself. The undead thing was still active and was trying to get up. The living three horn honked out a grunt, turned and along with a living Ankylosaur charged through the ocean of undead which gave the living the opportunity to escape.
As Sammael and Morticia were about to flee, he spotted a young Tiefling girl clad in fighting pit owned armor fleeing what could only have been Darvis's chamber. Without thinking he gave chase and grabbed hold of her tail and to his surprise she swung her leg back, catching him in the side of his head, rocking him to his knees. The girl at that moment vanished in the crowd of fleeing living. However that was also a bad situation for him because a undead raptor leaped onto his back, but luckily for him Morticia was there to cave in its skull. As he got back up he saw another one coming, he brought up his shield in time, the creature collided with his shield slashing deep gouges into the shield, one sickle claw managed to reach around and slash his chest armor, he growled in response and with great strength brought his shield down crushing the thing into the ground. Beheading the damaged creature, his lover Morticia and himself finally joined the fleeing living.
When they got passed the gate to the outside, the fight for survival was still going on and to their dismay the horses were either consumed or now undead themselves. They all fought their way through the undead, living fighting beasts, pit fighters, and Chultan forces alike. He witnessed the Displacer Beast finally get taken down by a horde of humanoid undead. He spotted the Minotaur he fought before, along side a species of sentient he didn't know could exist, a humanoid Elephant, both were fighting for survival, he also got a glimpse of the Tiefling girl who kicked him among the 2, but all 3 seemed to vanish. What saved them was arrows coming from seemingly out of no where. When he discovered the source, it turned out to be tribes of Grung, Tabaxi, Humans, and Pterafolk, aiding the living escaping the undead. Once the living were free, the tribes themselves fled.
What was left of the Chultan forces returned to the main city. Their numbers rounded up to just 50 out of 500. Shortly after they arrived, fleeing tribes that aided them also arrived. Their own tribe leaders got together with the Chultan leaders and told them the undead now outnumber every tribe combined even with the cities of Chult. Every day since that debacle other tribes began to arrive, fleeing the jungle. Sammael and Morticia were officially let go and even blamed for the debacle, mostly Sammael. The leaders thought Sammael should have known about the undead threat and planned the raid better. This caused Sammael to lash out in frustration and anger, in which even Morticia could barely get him to calm down. His parting words to the leaders of Chult were "I do hope the undead DO over take this place and you all get ripped apart and devoured!" He let Morticia guide him out of the chamber, they cleaned up together and even worked out some stress from the days prior in the shower, not caring who heard them. Leaving their filthy armor and weapons behind in favor of clean ones, they left Chult to its fate.
The lovers now travel around doing odd jobs for a living. In a small way he wants to meet that Minotaur again and even the young Tiefling girl who kicked him in the head, for what he doesn't know.
Sounds cool. But what was the **** for? I'm really not sure.
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That troubled me too but it was the shorter word for "Forced Intimacy" if you catch my meaning.
Ok. Cool. But the story is cool.
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Thanks, I have to pace myself though when posting my characters and their backstories. Next her lover will be posted soon even though I probably don't need too.
Character Creations-Chult Edition continued. Characters appearing in this section: Gore, Mammoth, Sulfur, in no particular order.
Character Name: Trovik "Gore the Living Spear"
Race: Minotaur
Class: Fighter-Eldritch Knight (Boros Legion Soldier)
Height/Weight/Age: 6'4, 550, 65
Trovik was born on the plane of Ravnica in the Boros controlled section of the city. At a young age he believed in justice and the protection of others who couldn't protect themselves. By age 10 he was already in training to be in the Legion and by age 17 he joined their ranks as a soldier.
At age 30 he was a captain, and one of the first of the Boros to witness the Planar Gate open up on Ravnica and blue skeletal creatures emerged and started attacking and killing civilians. He sprang into action, striking down the things while trying to protect others around him. Eventually Planeswalkers, and the other Guilds got involved and a big war for Ravnica began, but was revealed later that it was a war for Planeswalker sparks. The leader of this army, an insane elder dragon planeswalker by the name Nicol Bolas was eventually defeated and killed. He was saddened to hear that a Planeswalker he fought along side with, a man by the name of Gideon, sacrificed himself to save a female planeswalker who turned on the dragon and turned the tide of the battle.
Months have gone by and all the Guilds have gotten along due to a truce between them all, even though the peace is still shakey, but warriors from all the Guilds found a new found respect for each other after fighting along side each other. Trovik found himself in a back alley bar relaxing, having a drink before heading home to his family. The bar itself was quite, dark, and occupied with people, mostly non Guild members. He took one last long drink and almost immediately found himself falling into a incredibly deep sleep, falling off his stool and onto the floor with a metallic thud.
He woke up a few days later, no memory on who he was, incredibly groggy, sore, he couldn't even wake up angry. He did wake up to find himself in a cell big enough to accommodate him and he was naked, He looked around seeing other cells that held other occupants. He saw humans, elves, a cyclops or 2, various other sentients he's never seen before. One cell held 2 sentients that he had a vague memory he couldn't quite grasp though, they had heads of elephants but the bodies of humanoids. One was an adult, the other smaller obviously a child of the species. He tossed the memory he couldn't grasp out of his head when another human male appeared in front of him clad in fine looking clothing of various colors with assorted gems sewn in. "Greetings Gladiators...I am the man who bought you all, my name is Darvis and you are in my Fighting Pit, to fight and die. The sound you will hear upon entering the pit will be cheers, and some times boo's. So my fighters, this is your new home so let me welcome you now by saying...Gladiators...I solute you"
Days later Trovic had his first match on the fighting pit. He was pit against a Minotaur that was not the same as him, this one was more rage filled and blood thirsty, and stupid. Armed with a flail he was still naked when he entered the fighting pit, after a short wait his opponent entered snarling, roaring and swinging a axe around. The crazed Minotaur spotted Trovic, roared and charged, the sword held high, intent clear. Something took over Trovic, some sort of combat reflex memory he didn't realize he had, he charged the approaching wild Minotaur and gored him so fast the fighter let off a surprised wet grunt, with a show of strength Trovic couldn't remember having, he threw back his head, throwing the opposing Minotaur behind. The hurt creature slowly got to his knee's, but with a underhanded swing of his flail, Trovic crushed the opponents jaw, the force behind the blow even had the creatures brains spurt from its ears, eyes and nostrils, killing it instantly. He stood over the body, bloody flail in one hand and the cheers of the crowd chanting something. They were chanting his name. "GORE!...GORE!!!...GORE!!!!!". He could not help himself, he raised his flair and roared in triumph.
For the next several years he became content with not knowing who he was, where he came from, and why he was more intelligent that the other Minotaur of the area, even though so far he only fought and killed the one. He became the top attraction of the "Heavy Weight" division in Darvis's fighting pit. His opponents were various in species, most of which he couldn't name. One opponent called himself a "Dragonborn", he was a dark blue and had a natural lightning weapon that came from his mouth, luckily for Gore he managed to evade that little feature from the "Dragonborn" but he knew he had to end the fight quickly incase more lightning comes his way. So he surprised his opponent and gored him, threw him up into the air and swing his flail up catching the surprised opponent full force in the chest, crushing his heart, breast bone and lungs killing him.
Eventually, word got back to him during one of his off times, that one of Darvis's newest fighters who was becoming the second top attraction was demanding a match with him, He later learned Darvis talked the fighter into fighting the browned skinned human male from a place called Dorn instead. He learned the fighter won the match and was a Tiefling girl which now was named Sulfur. He just didn't know the young woman's age. A few months later, he requested to meet this fighter in a non combat fashion, so Darvis had him accompanied by 2 guards to the fighter's cell. What he saw triggered a unknown memory in his mind but it quickly left. The fighter infront of him was indeed female and a young girl, she laid on her straw bed naked except for heavy bandages wrapped around her midsection. She wasn't shy and modesty wasn't part of her mindset. She got up and walked toward her cell bars. She was shapely, not too big or too small in certain areas, her skin was a dark red and covered in scars. If things were different and she was a little older, he would have considered her incredibly beautiful and physically attractive despite him being a different species. When she spoke, her voice was soft like a singers, despite her being the fighter that asked to him. "This isn't the Pleasurable Company I asked for...but...why not?..." She reached for him but he stepped back away from her cell another old memory popping up that made him repulsed by a child hinting at a certain activity. "I'm not...you're the one that wanted to fight me?!" He demanded, a hint of sorrow mixed with anger and disgust in his voice. The young Tiefling girl went back to her bed and slowly laid back down visibly wincing. "I cant fight you...something in me wont allow me to fight someone so young..." He said visibly sad, he then turned and walked away before she can respond to him.
A month later, he entered the fighting pit again, still naked and armed with his flail, he stood waiting for his opponent. He turned when he heard soft footsteps of bare feet and stepped back shocked. Sulfur stood in front of him, also naked and armed with 2 scimitar's. He kept her at bay with his flail against her blades, jumping away from her, keeping her from getting too close until she used her speed against. He felt sharp pain on his back, she then swing around and slashed his chest and right shoulder, in his anger he kicked her away then back handed her, the cuff on his right wrist actually giving her an X shaped cut on her left cheek. The blow alone should have killed her, but to his shock it didn't, she actually got back up on shaky legs, what actually scared him was she showed no sign of any emotion, no pain, anger, fear, nothing. She looked back at him like a how a shark doesn't look alive until it bites you. But thankfully the blow knocked her out for when she took one step she fell forward, he rushed to her and caught her before she can hit her head on a rock and potentially do more harm to herself. The crowd was displeased audibly even after he carried her out of the pit. A single revelation crossed his mind, that he had to get out of there and take her with him.
A few months later, as Gore sat in his cell he heard a commotion. Guards were running every where, then Darvis addressed them all from the center of the chamber. "My pit fighters! Your home is being threatened, you are to put on armor and arm yourselves to fend off the enemy!" With that Gore's cell was opened and guards were escorting the fighters to the armory. Everything went by so fast. As the fighters assembled near the main gate, he happen to look to his left and spotted the young Elephant humanoid, that's when it hit him, the adult of the 2 was killed in the fighting pit. He looked to his right and Sulfur was standing there, also clad in armor that showed a generous amount of her well endowed cleavage, her muscled belly and her thighs. The animal handlers even had fighting beasts assembled among them. Sulfur got closer to him to the point he felt her left armored bosom press into his right arm, she whispered enough only he and the elephant humanoid by the forced name of Mammoth could hear her. "In the chaos I'm thinking about escaping, if Darvis gets in my way I'm going to kill him, you in?". Not needing to really consider it, they both said yes. As they came to an agreement, the main gates were broken through and the rival fighting pit owners roster of fighters rushed in. Both rosters had over 600 fighters each, the only down side to the invaders was, they didn't bring any fighting beasts. Mammoth was the one to spur everyone to charge by raising his Warhammer above his head and trumpeting out a might roar of challenge. They charged and collided with the rival fighters.
The fighting was semi epic and at some point turned epic when a 3rd faction arrived and entered the battle and even then it escalated again when the surrounding area's zombies entered the fray. Then it got even more insane when a set of doors that lead into a secret area of the compound was breached and even more zombies emerged attacking them all. Gore fought a Silver version of a Dragonborn but didn't want to fight him so he got away from him as fast as he could. Eventually Sulfur gathered him and Mammoth to her, she had her belongings and gave him and Mammoth a hefty sack that contained gold and platinum. "What happened to Darvis?" Mammoth was the one that asked. Sulfur revealed to them that she killed him and the rival pit owner.
They got their break when 2 of the living fighting beasts punched through the wall of zombies allowing the living to escape. They fought some more when they got outside the compound and managed to get separated. Gore found another opening and fled the battle.
He now travels the land, doing odd jobs for those who are willing to pay him. At some point a strong smelling stew broke his years long amnesia and all his memories flooded back in and combined with his new memories. He met back up with Mammoth and Sulfur along the way and for a while Sulfur was helping them try to find a way back home after they told her where they were from. Recently he found a spell scroll that is believed to open a portal to where ever they want to go. He is now waiting on Mammoth to return from a mission as Trovic and Sulfur await in the main city of Chult for his return.