Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150215004500/@comment-29559990-20150222051508

The Guards herded the prisoners out of the mining facility and into the dark of the night, illuminated only by a few torches held by the guard. Directly in front of them was the dome, which was glowing as bright as the sun. Whatever they had in store for them must be inside the dome. _____________________________________________________________________

The prisoners were forced into the dome an down the ramp, into a pit with nothing in it besides dirt. Surrounding them were a gathering of Dominion guards, looking down upon the lowly prisoners from their seats. Directly in front of them was a spectators box, housing Captain Kaelmun and a few Dominion officials, all chatting and drinking and laughing.

"Good evening, prisoners." Kaelmun boomed, opening the spectators box a bit to address them. "Welcome to the Nightloom Arena! If you look around, you will notice steel and iron weapons decorating the walls. If you are familiar with the concept of Arena's, you may want to grab a weapon or two."