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"you don't want to compete in the arena"

"why"

"Well, once you compete once, if the fans like you, they don't allow you to leave"

(ooc gtg i' literally dropping

Verla wondered what this story would be like, so she leaned her hand on her chin and got extra comfortable as he spoke about the story.

"that was the end...it was a short, open ended story...ok, next story? this one follows a normal housecat"

"this story is about a housecat named...Jazz...One day his owners left the door open over night...Oh no...but during that night he saw a dartsparrow flying around outside the house so he went to chase after it. Jump...miss, Jump...miss, Jump miss...It went on like that all night until finally, Jump...Catch. Jazz pinned the dartsparrow to the ground and Ripped off one wing, then Ripped of the other. then jazz turned around and was face to face with a goblin holding an ax over its head. Jazz ran around the goblin as it slammed the ax down, he ran as fast as he could towards the town. When he got back to the town, it was a week after he had left it and it was on fire and broken down. The end"

"These are the most morbid stories I've ever heard."

"I've heard worse"

He went to the arena, sporting a feral grin and the armor he got from the tower.

The owner of the arena looks at him"you sure you want to compete?"

"Like what?" She looked at him.

"the wolf that gruesomely bit off the head of anyone it met"

"That makes sense because it's a wolf." She scowled.

"thats the name of the story"

"Skip." She said plainly.

"I mean...you asked what stories would be more gruesome..."

"Id like to watch a fight first, if that's ok."

"well...there's one fight left before we close for the day"

"Alright, sign me up."

"I was just wondering." She said and faced in front of her.