Nathrangking

Toy Story 3. What is the ultimate secret of the cosmere?

422. Remember the rules of coincidences: There rarely are any. Everything is purposeful. Ignore nothing!

Boston Cream Warbreaker. How much evil would you like to destroy today?

Hmm...

Nathrangking mutters something weakly. @Mist

Yup.

Yeah well them words be sacred.

Oh?

Hallowed are it's words.

and now....

@xinoehp512

*Wins with Mac and Cheese.*

*looks around cautiously.*

most.

disappointing.

I float into the room and stop where my friends are assembled before the king. It is taking the majority of my strength to remain conscious, but I manage.

*Wins.*

At this particular moment...

You can still win again.

huzzah!!

I turn to Aridith. "Lay out the terms. We would not want the rules broken would we?"

@Channelknight Fadran

"Very good." Another flash of light fills the chamber and then dies away. "We are bound to this contest King Aridith in the ways of the ancients. Any violation of the rules will result in the forfeiture of victory to the other champion. We cannot be involved in any way we can neither enchant nor enthrall to ensure victory. Victory must be attained by the sole might of the champion alone. None may tip the scales in any manner. The magics of this trial are older than existence to tamper with them futile. To try is to be defeated. Do not have you or yours whisper into their minds such too is a forfeiture of victory. Battle to the death is customary, but it shall be here the first made unable to continue to fight any longer." With a wave of my hand a massive sapphire throne appears beside Aridith. I step forward and seat myself on the throne. I name as Champion to Baalhan Lord of War Channelkinight Fadran. So may it be done." For a third time the room glows and then goes dark. @Channelknight Fadran

Baalhan watches in amusement as the red Holid seemingly cuts the spell in two. The spell fizzles and the sparks jump along the blade imperceptibly striking the Holid. "I applaud you. I have not been challenged so severely in Eons. I had forgotten the thrill of formidable combat. We can keep throwing things at each other or I'm sure as you already know I have a proposition. You want to claim me as a trophy and have a mighty weapon. I want freedom for myself and my friends. Thus, I propose a contest of Champions you choose one as do I. If you win my friends go and I will serve you loyally. If my Champion wins we all go and you never harass us again. You will say I have no negotiating power, but alas for you I still do." With a thought everyone, but us are banished and my chains fall away. "My spell was not destroyed it merely struck your red and copied the powers present in and around him, that includes the remainder of your summons. I swear by the ancient gods I will do no harm so long as the contest rules are followed and I will return your powers to you upon the conclusion of the battle." The room glows for a moment then return to normal. " I could easily destroy this place, but I see that you are worthy of being treated as a sovereign. I am bound by my word. Do you accept? If you win great are the spoils. If you lose you lost to the proxy of a god. What have you to lose except if you fear losing." @xinoehp512

Nice. Imagine if he had been in a holiday kick. hmmm... Rlain the red nosed Parshendi....