Punishment Dungeon

[Croup]

(for Wildering Mist)

It was just another evil lair, like the dozens before it. Korven felt confident as he advanced inside. Why shouldn't he? He was the most adept warrior of his adopted kingdom, and he had never been bested by either traps or combat.

Originally hailing from the western barbarian tribes, Korven had left them as a young man to seek his fortunes in adventure. Now in his thirties, he'd made a name for himself as a delver of dungeons and a seeker of rare treasures. Some of them he wore on his person--various charms of protection, as well as an enchanted whip and sword--but most he would routinely sell off to finance his next adventure. He was irrepressible, addicted to excitement and the adrenaline rush of danger. He was also an incredibly skilled fighter. This dungeon's guardians were no match for him, and Korven was soon breaking through the doors of the boss himself, the mysterious villain who was said to have made countless men scream and submit under his tortures...

[Salazar Hotel]

Soul Knight Cravos. A knight with no skin but only armor and his undying spirit. A big bulky mass towering at a whopping 8 ft he had made many hero's cry under his mercy but few have actually been directly from 'him'. Anyone he let go- due to him getting bored of him or him having a happy day and feeling generous to an age long prisioner.

Cravos sat on his throne when the hero arrived. His own loyal soul knights- bound to him when they had died- sheathed out their swords in order to defend their lord. But a hand from him and they stepped back and looked at the newcomer.

" What have you come here for warrior? ?",he asked demandingly. The soul knight had no patience and if he was a hero well then he'd have to learn...that rumors about an unbeatable dungeon are sometimes true.

[Croup]

"What else, but to put an end to your reign of terror!" Korven pointed his sword at the hulking armor, making the pointed tip of it level with the glowing crevices of Cravos's eyes. He slowly took steps into the great hall, the sound of his footsteps echoing hollowly into the dust and gloom. "For too long you've cast a pall over this land, turning brave warriors and wizards into your slaves. I am here to cast you out, to reclaim this keep in the name of the king, and to restore dignity to this war-torn kingdom."

[Salazar Hotel]

The suit's eyes glowered " What did that old fool tell you? That you were on a novel quest to kill me?! ",the flames grew brighter in this eyes. " [color="DeepSkyBlue"] "The 'King' is just using you warrior to erase his sins,leave now! /COLOR] ",he knew this was futile...they never listened to him.