Magnanimous Patron
Tales from the Shadowport
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The air inside Gasgo's Repair and Supply was heavy with the scent of blood, as gladiators and hapless debtors fought for their freedom. The sound of bones cracking and skulls shattering elicited loud cheers from the spectators in the stands above, while the organizers continued to gather bets right under the watchful eyes of The High Republic.
From his private box on the second level, Selestino observed the spectacle below with a almost faint amusement crossing his shallow elderly features.
"Marvelous entertainment. Let's ensure this event is more impactful." His ring finger tapped the armrest ever so slightly as the Styrosag artillery beast roared, a sound like rending durasteel that vibrated through the deckplates. It wasn't just large; it was a mobile siege engine, its thick hide scarred and crusted.
The beast lunged, not with grace, but with terrifying, ground-shaking momentum. Its tail, thick as a tree trunk and capped with bone, scythed through the air, missing the agile fighter by centimeters and pulverizing a stack of empty fuel drums into screeching shrapnel. The impact resonated up through the gantry rail Selestino lightly touched, a tremor felt in the bones.
The fighter, momentarily silhouetted against the inferno, rolled desperately to avoid the debris. Selestino's lips thinned, not in concern, but in cold assessment. Too slow? He watched the figure scramble, the beast already turning its monstrous bulk, its low growl vibrating the very air, promising annihilation with the next thunderous step.
OOC - Just a fun little thread set in the High Republic Shadowport. Fight in the arena if you'd like or just explore.
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