THREEWAY BASH, TARGOTH, MARENO, DARK ELF!

[Brawms 741]

 

ARCHIE MARENO VERSUS EARNEST ENDYRL 

16th of the Amber’s Cold, 136 SA

 

 

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Brawm’s BBQ and Beer tavern is proud to have released another great bout, between Archie the Adrian and Earnest Endyrl!

 

Today once more have we held a great battle, for the Brawm Brawl Barbequeumania™, Though not as exciting as our last, we at Brawm’s Barbeque and Beer have learned wise lessons!

 

 Representing, well nobody quite knew: the stammering yet strong, weak yet honorable, Earnest Endyrl holding nothing but his fists! His blackened skin, and pointy ears a clear indication of his ancestry, his procession in the pit called for snickers and jeers from the crowd!

 

And his opponent, acting on behalf of Adrian pride worldwide: a spoiled yet strong, bearded and brave, the noble of the name Archie Mareno! We’ve heard from our sources, this noble man is in some way affiliated with the infamous Ferrymen! His presence in the pit, rallied cheers and chants for his fight!

 

However, best for last, our surprise fighter, acting on behalf of Krugmar and the crowd: the Targoth nobchoppa ‘eadsplitta, an avatar of war, his presence commanded a choreography of death in the pit! The massive gray uruk, with a muscular frame pulsating of raw strength beneath his leathery skin, a testament to the power of all Uruk-kind!

 

The battle began slowly and boringly; the two fighters were readied in place, and it began with a charge from Endyrl the Earnest! Archie the Adrian traded blows with the kerr’, neither side faltering; it continued for a good hour or so, one could even see the cactus pit grow to full size! The crowd thinned and thinned as the two traded blows, when out of nowhere an axe blew into the pit by the side of Endyrl, though honorable, the fighter ignored it! The crowd became nothing but a thin breeze as the battle proceeded, before the massive uruk Nobchoppa ‘eadsplitta walked into the tavern, changing everything, many heads turned and gawked at his arrival! He drew two massive swords as let out a shattering war cry, before jumping into the frey!

 

 

 In quick maneuver did he revive the crowd, thrusting his sword into the abdomen of the elf, before then chopping his arm clean off! The crowd roared in excitement, this kind of entertainment is only received here at Brawm’s BBQ & Beer.The uruk then turned targeting Archie, it picked the man up, constricting him until he fell unconscious! A true lover’s fate! Archie lay comatose, Endyrl dismembered, Eadchoppa stood atop, his hide stained red. The crowd, of many humans and elves, cheered for the carnage that had unfolded! Then and there he was deemed the victor, of Barbequeumania™

 

And there we go, another great battle fought, and many new lessons learned! Another champion has arisen in the pits, Eadchoppa ‘eadsplitta! Will the Adrians bring retribution to Archie by defeating the Targoth? Will Eadchoppa be able to handle the Black Beast Balrog? Stay tuned once more for next stone week’s thrilling tournament, sign up while you still got time for the 500 minae prize! And don’t forget the daily pit fights that will take place between! No rules, No allegiances or grudges, just booze, brawls, and barbeque, all are welcome; come find us at Urguan! 

transcribed but not written by Ross Mudd

 

 

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Our Discord for more fights, and to see the schedules!

https://discord.gg/vGcHvNHPRb

 

[Evonpire 1831]

"Wi hav a zkahin' Targoth?" The Rex asked, himself, apparently, very confused. As he read through the missive, though nodding in approval at whoever this claimant was going out and klomping random people!

[Jogdish_Argamesh 99]

Oi was nearleh awf meh chair when deh targof jumped inteh teh pit laddeh! 

[__WaterFox__ 631]

"... In a fight!", Grimhildr exclaimed with a look of relief after reading the missive

[subatomic 1097]

Markus Mudd's legs had given up on him, despite his desire to get to the pub. He laments his former days as he sits in his retirement home.

[Mannamannaa 1626]

Kor'garr's brow raises in surprise upon hearing of this new Klaimant for the Targoth position, crimson eyes widening with flecks of savage excitement sparking through his mind. A majestic handlebar Mustache curls above bloodthirsty grin and around thick tusks.

 

"Nobchoppa'... Hozh neym. Very ztrong. Wiz muzt tezt diz Arena champiyun."