Story Post 84: Christoph Christoph laughed, clapping vigorously as he collected money from angry betters.
“Phony!” shouted one Va’Haren man angrily, throwing his money at Christoph. “Your man threw that match!”
Christoph shook his head. “Would yeh like to fight the boy, sir?” he asked, grinning dangerously.
With a stifled yelp the man stiffened his spin, turned, and walked quickly away.
“That’s what I thought you lilly-livered coward!” Christoph yelled after him, laughing as he collected the remainder of his winnings.
“Alright boys! Ready for round two?” he called, glancing unworriedly at Reegan with a grin.
“Ready boss!” called Tark, popping his neck and fingers as he led the other two fighters into the ring with Reegan.
“Oy- someone drag Ket’s carcass outta there, will yeh?” called Christoph, pointing at the janitor-like
Story Post 81-82: Reegan and Christoph Reegan followed Christoph down to the fight area, and listened to him talk to the fella he called Tark. After Christoph turned and asked him the question of how he wanted to fight, Reegan smiled to him, and looked around at everyone in the area. “Well, what way do you think would make me the most money?” Reegan turned back to Christoph, then to the back of the area, seeing four big fighters come walk out of the back area, wearing shorts and shoes, and nothing else. “It’s however your fighters want to do it. Maybe let the first one try on his own if he wants, then when he loses, the others can try at once?”
Christoph grinned, narrowing his eyes. “I like your style. Alright, one on one then three on one huh? S
Story Post 78: Allison and Christoph Allison glared pointedly at Christoph, who glanced innocently at her. “It’s…. personal….” She growled, unable to hide a smile as Vexan hissed at Christoph, making him dance away warily.
Christoph shrugged. “Well, it’s rather…. Complicated. See, as I told you earlier I own the Karican Mob there-“ he pointed at the building as they neared. “And I run a fight arena out of the basement. Well, a month ago this little flower waltzed in the door, bet me $680 she could beat my strongest guy, and very nearly won. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t actually have $680 at the time, and still doesn’t- so she owes me the money. I’ve tried to be nice about giving her time to get it- gave her a week without trouble and then another with a little friendly reminder here and there. And yes, I mean friendly. There was no beating, no fighting, just a ‘hey don’t forget you owe me
Story Post 75-77: Reegan And Allison Reegan shook his head. “Im not a big sleeper either. Actually, I thought I would call a friend of mine and see if he could hook me up with some bigger weaponry then what we have.” Reegan looked around to everyone else in the room. “Would anybody care to join me? I could use a hand.”
With a soft huff, Christoph flashed his hand up and then quickly back down. “Might as well- nothing better to do than check out some big guns.” He offered, grinning.
Hesitantly, with a cautious glance at Christoph, Allison stepped forward as well. “I could help too- If there’s too many to carry we could put them in a cart and have Vexan pull them.” She patted Vexan’s back, smiling fondly down at him