You enter through the large metal doors that don the beginning of the throne room. Large doors depicting the conquests of Ertai; demonic figures slain, saints murdered and entire civilizations consumed in his thirst for power. Black mirrored stone floors swept across what seemed to be about two hundred meters worth of open space. The walls black but not mirrored, they were a writhing mass of bodies, contorted and moving slowly, their faces some contorted, some struck with pleasure, smoldering around as you moved forward, tendrils of darkness... The surface of the floor would guild your attention only for a moment, the reflection had no color, it was struck with black and white, the color of your eyes glew a faint light blue... Eyes open to ten large black pillars, each one a large being of some descent, smoldering eyes of fire, struggling to keep the weight of the palace up on their shoulders, forever bound deities of former planes, enslaved to hold up their shame for all eternity, their skin blacked as the night. At the end of this row of pillars was about two hundred and fifty stairs leading up from a wide platform and narrowing as they continued to a large stone throne like seat. The back high and the arms broad, two white spinning orbs would be buried halfway into the chair, as if a place to rest the hands... This was the throne Ertai Vexic...
Death Hazard:
None
Spectator Influence:
None
Arena Size:
One hundred yards by twenty five yards.
