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Round two of the Battle for the Crown sent the Grandmaster’s team of Cosmonius, a vain centaur monk, and Locket, a vengeful tabaxi archer, against the Arbiter’s pair: the lubricated bugbear Silky Slim and the robot-bodied Baron Voltágè. The fight took place in the silent, rotting land of the corrupted. Along the way it brought a zoo of transformed champions, a mob of heckling children, an exploding puddle of lube and a Kraken. It ended with a death scene nobody saw coming, and a plea for the bloodshed to stop.

The Story

Before the Fight

With the Arbiter one point behind in the tournament standings, the Grandmaster ran through the Dread Fortress in a panic, heels in one hand and her dress in the other, shouting for him. She found the Arbiter lounging sideways on her throne, feet on the table and a cigarette in hand. A card on the back of the throne read “Belongs to the Grandmaster.” She ordered him off, “Feet off, butt off. That is mine until you actually try to earn it,” and complained that she never got his calendar invite. He was having none of it: “I don’t work for you anymore, and I don’t have to send you calendar invites. Manage your own Google shit.”

The Arbiter accused her of letting Gerald help her champions cheat the week before. She said it was a random draw and that his champions died because he picked weak ones. He called it “a fluke… a little performance anxiety,” clapped open a portal, and brought out his team. First came Baron Voltágè, whose soul the Arbiter had placed “in a nice new robot body.” Then came “our original champion, Silky Slim.”

The Grandmaster shoved them aside for a grander entrance. Goblins wheeled in a creaking red-draped curtain, and she pulled it open on “the bad asses of the arena.” The goblins applauded “because they have to.”

The Champions

Cosmonius trotted out like a dressage horse. He was a topless centaur monk from the Feywild, with flowing Fabio hair, a chestnut horse body and a much-admired mustache. He finger-gunned the walls and ceiling, because he always assumes someone is scrying on him. He introduced himself as “the monk who can heal himself by punching himself in the face,” and admitted he hadn’t expected to see the light of day again after his first bout.

Locket kept it short. She was there to stop the Arbiter: “He is a phony. He is a fake, and he deserves to go down. You have no idea what I’ve been through.” The Arbiter agreed they had history, and twisted the knife: “I’m sure a lot of people thought they weren’t going to die. You know, your friend Lyrus, for one, maybe.”

Baron Voltágè was delighted to be back in a body, though it was nothing personal: “the Arbiter just offered dental.” He announced he was rebranding, and instead of cackling he would now make “servitor noises.” He vented steam from the back of his neck. Silky Slim turned out to be a large bugbear in a beret, a vest and briefs, lounging on the biggest pillow in sight with a squirt bottle of hibiscus oil. “Oh, hey, Daddy. I heard you needed some hips and nips.” He squirted oil on Cosmonius’s dry coat. When the Grandmaster offered the Baron some oil, he declined: “I’m a professional, Grandmaster. I lubricate it before entering.”

Into the Land of the Corrupted

The Arbiter’s portal opened onto a cold, damp and utterly silent place. There were no birds and no sound. Barren trees reached almost to the moon, the ground was close to freezing and smelled of rot and death, and boulders ten to fifteen feet high stood among them. “Welcome, dear champions, to the land of the corrupted,” said the Grandmaster. “Nothing grows well here… Perhaps spilling a little blood might bring back my garden.”

Slim opened by pouring a circle of oil around himself. He then challenged “Robo Daddy” to a fight, and the Arbiter had to remind him the Baron was on his team. Slim flew into a rage and stomped around squirting oil into the air. The Baron went back to back with him: “Mr. Slim, you must protect me while I commence my unnecessary startup sequence.” He then shifted from robot to truck with Transformer noises, sped himself up with magic and raised a shield. Cosmonius cantered across the field trailing Feywild pixie dust and blessed himself and Locket. The Grandmaster held up Doug the Pug so he could get sparkles too, and Doug licked at them. Locket scrambled up a boulder, picked Slim as the weaker target, and drew first blood with two arrows. Slim was unbothered: “Silky Slim ain’t no pincushion, lady. He’s luxurious.”

The Zoo and the Children

The first chaos event turned everyone into animals. Locket became a giant bat, Slim a giant badger, and the Baron a robotic walrus. Cosmonius became a giant goat, and his mustache hung off both sides of its face as a goatee. When the Grandmaster mocked his luck, the Arbiter snapped: “You’ve been riding my ass for years about these rolls, and I’m fucking sick of it.” Badger Slim tunneled under the goat and burst up biting. Cosmonius checked, for science, whether he was a fainting goat. He wasn’t. The walrus slapped its own stomach, hauled itself up a ten-foot rock tooth by tooth and gored the bat. Goat Cosmonius rammed the badger onto its back, crying “Cosgotnius!”

Then the Grandmaster ended the zoo, and a crowd of bully children, eight and under, began heckling from the stands. Cosmonius shrugged off half the sting; the others took it full on. The Arbiter approved: “Children can be cruel. That’s why I like them.” The Baron fired back at them, “Well, you’re adopted and your parents were killed in the purges of 1528,” and two of the children passed out. “No mercy for stooges… get juked, you little shits.” Locket shed a small tear: “That hurt my soul.”

Slippery Slim

Slim fumbled drawing his glaive and stabbed himself in the right butt cheek with it. The Baron helped by harpooning a hose into Slim’s buttocks and pumping him full of green growth fluid: “Oh, hello, my name is Silky Slim now. I’m a big boy.” The Arbiter added that he now had an enlarged heart. The Baron then punched Locket with electric gauntlets for sharing his rock. She disagreed: “This is my rock, okay? I do not share.”

Cosmonius tried twice to wrestle Slim and slid off both times, once ending up face-first in Slim’s perm. He then talked the bugbear into a rebrand: “Your name should be Slippery Slim.” Slim loved it. The Baron lightning-bolted the centaur, and Cosmonius got a twitching “charley horse” in one back leg. Then Locket asked a question. The Grandmaster looked it up live: lube is flammable. Locket touched her quiver, lit her arrows in her signature move, and fired a perfect shot. The lube went up like lighter fluid. “How would you do this to me with my lube? You’re hateful. A hateful woman… Curse you, Cat Lady.” The Grandmaster called it “Classic Locket.” Cosmonius told the Arbiter he was backing the wrong horse.

A singed Slim pole-vaulted onto Locket’s rock, chopped her and sprayed oil in her face. Cosmonius ate the one chocolate bar he had saved from his last fight’s piñata, galloped over in a sugar rush, beat Slim with his hooves, and punched healing into Locket’s arm: “Come on, get back on the horse!” Locket brought out a Helm of the Gods she had barely used and prayed for “this one chance to get something right” for herself and her friends Toddleheim and Flynry. Then she filled Slim’s head with dissonant whispers.

The Ground Gives Way

“I think you’re going to lose,” the Grandmaster told the Arbiter. In answer, he snapped his fingers. The rotten ground withered and holes opened around the rocks, and he blew a gust that knocked Locket off her perch. The shaking scrambled the order of battle, and the Grandmaster’s team now went first. Locket fired four arrows at Slim and three hit, the last one because “It’s personal.” He dropped, then swapped his hibiscus oil for a lavender bottle and fought off death, just barely.

Cosmonius grabbed the Baron and galloped straight into a hole with him, then teleported back out in a puff of fey sparkles. The Baron fell thirty feet onto an altar in a ruined cavern below. Its pillars had crumbled, trees grew toward the light, and to one side lay a lake with “not a single ripple.” Up top, Slim retreated into the brush and survived on handfuls of nutrient-rich grave dirt, sniffing his lavender lube to get it down. Below, the Baron touched the still water. A tentacle flashed up and vanished. He jetted out of the hole on thrusters, declared “I was way more happy with my old brand,” returned to screaming, and called lightning down between his enemies.

The Fall

Locket walled off the hole with an updraft that the halfling-sized Baron could not fly through. Underneath all that armor, it turned out, he was a halfling. Cosmonius leapt the pit, rode the wind to the rock behind the Baron and shoved him back in. Then he followed him down on purpose: “You know what hurts more than falling 50 feet? Having a centaur fall 50 feet on top of you.” He landed hooves-first on the Baron’s head with a perfect roll, and finished him off with punches. The Baron lay dying but conscious and spotted four tentacles rising from the lake. He taunted Cosmonius into keeping up the beating so the centaur wouldn’t notice.

The Kraken rose, with row upon row of teeth and black eyes glinting in the moonlight. The Baron played dead and was spared. Cosmonius hopped from rock to rock: “Thank you for the opportunity to train, Grandmaster. Glorious as ever.”

Deaths

Up top, Locket tracked Slim by the new lavender scent. He tried his seductive “hips and nips” dance on her. She was taken (the Grandmaster reminded everyone of Baptiste, a beautiful elven boy with long silver hair) and shot him anyway, apologizing: “It’s nothing personal… Blame the Arbiter for this.” She shouted up at the Arbiter, “Are you happy, Arbiter? I have to do this to this poor creature.” He stared back with no emotion. Her second arrow killed Silky Slim. His last body roll fell flat, a shot of lavender oil rose and trickled down “like doves,” and his lavender ghost floated up to complain: “Hey, Cat Lady, you suck… It’s very personal. You killed me.” Only then did the Arbiter wince: “God damn it, you slippery bastard.”

Below, Cosmonius asked, “What can be more heroic than fighting a fucking Kraken?” and threw himself at it with all six limbs: “Grandmaster, you seem to have a pest problem. I’m dealing with it for you.” He numbed one tentacle. Locket jumped down to help and spent her first moments eating goodberries. Slim’s ghost drifted onto Cosmonius’s back to criticize his split ends and his bad dye job, and Cosmonius begged, “No, no, please don’t tell anyone.” The Kraken summoned a lightning storm, which Cosmonius soaked up and turned back on it. Then it grabbed him and flung him into Locket, and both went down hard.

Then the Baron died. Steam burst from his helmet seam, and a barely formed, slimy baby with a single cybernetic arm crawled out. It dragged itself between the fallen victors and looked up at the sky. “Look what they make us give. As these two bicker over something as trivial as a throne while gambling with our lives… It doesn’t have to be this way.” Cosmonius crawled to it and took its hand: “It’s okay, little one. Your suffering is almost over.” The Baron’s last words were “Why the long face?”

“Good one. Enough. Enough bloodshed.” (Cosmonius)

The Grandmaster drifted down and sent the Kraken back into the deep with a wave. The ground lifted everyone. The fallen stopped at the Acolytes’ level, and the victors rose to the throne beside Doug. “There are two ways to win every battle,” she told The Acolytes. “The first is to survive… The other way to win is to win the hearts of your fans.” She called a vote on who had put on the best show and promised one final round the next week.

Notable Moments

  • The Arbiter lounged on the Grandmaster’s throne smoking, and she was mad that she never got his calendar invite.
  • Cosmonius checked, of his own free will, whether he had become a fainting goat.
  • Locket set Silky Slim’s lube on fire after the Grandmaster confirmed live that lube is flammable.
  • Slim survived on grave dirt, sniffing lavender lube to keep it down.
  • Cosmonius jumped fifty feet into a pit to land on the Baron’s head.
  • The dying Baron crawled out of his armor as a tiny disfigured baby to condemn the war for the throne, and Cosmonius held his hand.

Memorable Quotes

  • The Arbiter: “That’s because I don’t work for you anymore, and I don’t have to send you calendar invites. Manage your own Google shit.”
  • Silky Slim: “Oh, hey, Daddy. I heard you needed some hips and nips for the situation.”
  • Baron Voltágè: “Well, you’re adopted and your parents were killed in the purges of 1528.”
  • The Arbiter: “Children can be cruel. That’s why I like them.”
  • Silky Slim: “How would you do this to me with my lube? You’re hateful. A hateful woman.”
  • Cosmonius: “You know what hurts more than falling 50 feet? Having a centaur fall 50 feet on top of you.”
  • Baron Voltágè: “Look what they make us give. As these two bicker over something as trivial as a throne while gambling with our lives.”
  • The Grandmaster: “It’s easy to be brave when you’re stupid.”

Who and What Appears

Characters

Cosmonius (RobertHartleyGM).

  • Who he is: a centaur monk from the Feywild with a chestnut horse body, topless, with Fabio hair and a much-admired mustache. He assumes someone is always scrying on him and finger-guns nobody.
  • Previous fight (his own account): he beat “a bloody grandma hitting me with a handbag” and “the old fairy folk” who cast Ashardalon’s Stride. They couldn’t hit him with seven attacks. He kept a chocolate bar from that fight’s piñata.
  • Abilities seen:
    • Fey-touched Bless and Misty Step, leaving pixie dust trails.
    • Evasion, Slow Fall, running up vertical walls.
    • Hand of Harm and Hand of Healing (punching heals into an ally).
    • Stunning Strike; Sentinel opportunity attacks.
    • “Equine build” makes climbing hard for him.
  • Self-given names: the galloping grappler, the chops buster, the piñata king, the harrowing hooves, the Kraken Combatant (“menu list of names”).
  • In this episode:
    • Renamed Slim “Slippery Slim.”
    • Dropped the Baron into the pit twice and landed on him from 50 ft.
    • Fought the Kraken.
    • Held the dying Baron’s hand and called “Enough bloodshed.”
    • Survived and won.
  • Ghost Slim says his roots show a bad dye job; he begged him not to tell anyone.

Locket (Miss_Magitek).

  • Who she is: a Tabaxi gloom stalker ranger who “specializes in bows.” Her signature move is flame arrows, lit by touching her quiver. She prays to Chantia [?].
  • Feelings and ties:
    • She hates the Arbiter: “a phony… a fake… You have no idea what I’ve been through.” They “have a lot of history together.”
    • The Arbiter cites “your friend Lyrus” as someone who died.
    • Her friends include Toddleheim and Flynry [?]; they’ve had “so much bad luck against the Arbiter.”
    • She is “taken” and likes Baptiste, a beautiful elven boy with long silver hair. “Maybe we can practice our stabbing later.”
    • She dislikes being near people and claims rocks.
  • Item: owns a Helm of the Gods (a gift, barely used), used to cast Dissonant Whispers.
  • In this episode:
    • Mudcat first blood.
    • Ignited Slim’s lube with a nat 20.
    • Killed Silky Slim, apologizing and blaming the Arbiter. Slim’s ghost now haunts her.
    • Survived and won.

Silky Slim / “Slippery Slim” (endlesschad).

  • Who he is: a large bugbear in a beret, vest and briefs. He carries hibiscus oil/lube and a spare lavender bottle “in my trunk,” and has permed (not knotted) hair. “Hips and nips.” He calls the Arbiter “Daddy.”
  • Status: the Arbiter’s “original champion,” “the late, the great.” Rebranded Slippery Slim by Cosmonius for this fight.
  • Abilities: barbarian/fighter multiclass with bear-totem rage, a glaive and Second Wind.
  • In this episode:
    • Stabbed his own right butt cheek.
    • Was enlarged via a harpoon to the buttocks.
    • Was set on fire.
    • Ate the corpse-rich dirt of the land of the corrupted to survive.
  • Killed by Locket. His ghost is lavender-colored. He now haunts her (“Hey, Cat Lady, you suck”) and heckles Cosmonius.

Baron Voltágè (TalesofPesh).

  • Who he is: gave his soul to the Arbiter, who put it in a new robot body. He joined because “the Arbiter just offered dental.” Title: “the Electacult [?] of Electricity, the Servitor of Shock.”
  • Body: a halfling inside the armor. He has a helm HUD (advantage on initiative), shoulder harpoon-syringe, electro gauntlets, lightning rod, boot thrusters and a VTOL-style back jet. He no longer has lungs.
  • Abilities: artificer shield, Flash of Genius, haste, Enlarge, Lightning Bolt, Fly, Call Lightning, Ashardalon’s Stride.
  • Personality: tried rebranding from cackling to “servitor noises,” then went back to screaming.
  • In this episode: fell to the altar, woke the Kraken and played dead. Revealed as a slimy, disfigured baby with one cybernetic arm. Dying words condemn the Grandmaster and Arbiter “bicker[ing] over something as trivial as a throne while gambling with our lives.” Last words: “Why the long face?”

The Arbiter (Mudcat).

  • Now insists “I don’t work for you anymore.” Lounged on the GM’s throne smoking.
  • Accuses Gerald of cheating last week.
  • “I should have just stabbed you in my throne room.”
  • Revived the Baron (“I knew I revived you for a reason”).
  • Likes cruel children.
  • Winced at Slim’s death.
  • His event: collapsed the ground into holes and blew the champions with his breath.

Grandmaster Elusia Skypiercer (Caustic Phoenix).

  • Owns the throne (its card reads “Belongs to the Grandmaster”).
  • Expected a Google invite from the Arbiter.
  • Has goblins wheel a curtain for her champions.
  • Doug the pug is with her.
  • Calls the arena “my garden.”
  • Ran the wild shape, heckling children and Kraken events.
  • Ended the fight by sending the Kraken under.
  • Holds an Acolyte fan vote.

Doug the pug. Licked Cosmonius’s pixie dust; the victors stand beside him at the throne.

The Kraken. It lives in the still underground lake. It has hundreds of teeth and black beady eyes, uses lightning-storm attacks, and threw Cosmonius at Locket. One tentacle was numbed. The GM sent it back underwater.

The heckling children. Bullies aged eight and under in the crowd. Two passed out from the Baron’s comeback.

Goblins. The GM’s curtain crew, who applaud “because they have to.”

Gerald. Named by the Arbiter as letting the GM’s champions “cheat last week”; per the GM, it was “a random draw.”

Mentioned:

  • Lyrus: Locket’s friend; the Arbiter implies he died.
  • Toddleheim and Flynry [?]: Locket’s friends.
  • Baptiste: an elf Locket likes.
  • Chantia [?]: Locket’s god.

Places

  • The Dread Fortress, with the Grandmaster’s throne (scene of the opening).
  • The land of the corrupted: a dead, silent forest with moon-high barren trees, a cold rotting-smelling ground near freezing, 10–15 ft climbable boulders and dense forest edges. Nothing grows. Blood “might bring back my garden.” The soil is so full of the decayed dead that eating it heals.
  • The chamber beneath: collapsed pillars (the cause of the holes), trees reaching up, an altar at the center, and an unnaturally still underground lake where the Kraken lives.
  • The Feywild (Cosmonius’s home).

Items

  • Silky Slim’s hibiscus oil and lavender lube (flammable).
  • Cosmonius’s leftover piñata chocolate bar (heals 2).
  • Locket’s Helm of the Gods; her flame arrows; goodberries.
  • The Baron’s robot body and its gadgets.
  • The grave dirt (heals).

Lore statements

  • The Arbiter can place a soul in a new robot body (Baron).
  • Battle for the Crown is a points tournament. The Arbiter is down one point going in, and next week is the “final round.” Champions get automatic hero points in tournament style.
  • A wild shape chaos event “made a debut at our last tournament.”
  • Champions who die rise on pedestals; the victors rise to the throne.

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