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I have a feeling that this might be a quick game?

Night 1
The Martian night settles over the arena, cold and quiet.

Sadbread sets up camp for the night, sharing their shelter with Suchomimus for the night. The two huddle close, not because they trust each other but because they have to. The temperature drops below freezing, and survival is difficult.

Venling moves silently through the shadows. It spots Chat0yant looking for shelter. She turns just in time to see a pair of glowing eyes - and then, nothing.
Another tribute is gone.

Bexxi is sat in the dunes, her ankle hurts and she can hardly walk. When she lies down under some broken betaler, perhaps from a rover, she hears a smal thud beside her - A drone.
Inside she finds: bandages and painkillers. She wraps her ankle, however painful - This will surely help.

Marzie stares at the stars, buried under sand. They don’t sleep. They just think about what it would feel like to win. To survive. To Live.

Day 2 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The red sun shines over the Martian arena as the participants begins to move about their day.

Mercurii slips through the jagged terrain, eyes sharp and steps light. They're hunting - but whether it's for food or blood is unclear.

The Marzie crashes through a dry ravine, panic in every step. Behind him, Bexxi chases him, her eyes locked on him. It is a slow hunt for Bexxi, her ankle still hasn't healed completely - To her advantage the Marzie has short legs. The Marzie trips and falls down a small sand dune, camouflaging it with the terrain. This seem to be his rescue.

Suchomimus and Sadbread split up again today, they are both aware that they need to survive independently - Because chances are, that they will have to kill each other later.
Suchomimus moves about calmly, when he notices that the Martian cactuses are sprouding, showing off their beautiful flower crowns. He begins to pick them one by one, what the intend is, is unknowns.

Sadbread wanders far from the Kor’Zeluun, eyes scanning the land. They climb a narrow ledge to get a better view of the arena. In the distance, they see smoke rising. They watch it for a moment, considering what it could be… then turn away.
It is too risky.

Fallen tributes

@Chat0yant 

Night 2
The second night settles over the Martian arena -  colder, quieter, and lonelier than the last.

Suchomimus manages to make a fire between the tall sand dunes, the light flickers, casting long shadows of the red rocks.
He shares the fire with the Marzie and the Venling, sleeping in shifts. The Venling has the first shift and decides to talk a walk around the area - anyone could be hiding after all.
When the Venling comes back from the walk it finds the Mercurii sitting near the fire, trying to stay warm.
For a moment they simply stare at each other. Then, without a word, the Venling steps aside and lets the Mercurii stay.

Far from the others, Sadbread sits alone beneath a broken rover, humming softly to themself.

Bexxi lies awake, watching the stars. Her mind turns to the others still alive. - Who’s hunting? Who's hiding? Who’s next?

Day 3 of the Drekkal’Zuun
The Martian sun rises once again, casting long, red shadows across the cracked terrain.

Suchomimus wakes early and stokes the last embers of the night’s fire. He knows not to trust anyone for too long at a time, so when the Marzie approaches the fire for warmth, Suchomimus stands tall and grips his weapon - no words, just a glare. This seem to be enough to scare the Marzie away.

The Venling woke up even earlier then the rest, and leaves camp to go hunting. So does Bexxi in a different area.

Sadbread has a different strategy. They spot the Mercurii taking a break near a small rock formation, back turned, pack beside him.
Silently Sadbread creeps forward, grabs a handful of supplies, and disappears before the Mercurii even realizes it has been robbed.

Arena Event - Zhuur'Kazeth (the unleashing)
Without warning, the skies darken. A sharp, mechanical screech echoes across the arena. Then they come - dozens of mutated, shrieking Monkey mutts - bred for terror.
They pour from the cliffs and canyons, claws clicking against the rocks, eyes glowing red. The arena erupts into chaos.

The Marzie doesn't stand a chance. He tries to outrun the pack, but the mutts pummel him to the ground, the sand turning a deeper red.
Behind the Marzie is the Mercurii, who also starts running. The Marzie's demise slows the Monkey Mutts down just enough for the Mercurii to get away.

On the other side of the arena, Sadbread runs with the Venling close behind. A mutt leaps from a rock, ready to jump the two. Sadbread thinks quickly shoving the Venling toward it - just enough to trip it.
The Venling screams as claws rip into its side. Sadbread doesn’t stop running.

Suchomimus grabs a weapon from camp, the weapon might be nothing more than a broken pip but it will have to do. He swings the metal like a clun. One mutt falls, then another, and another.

Bexxi  hides in the wreckage of a drop pod. The mutts pass her by, uninterested - or unaware.

Fallen tributes

Venling and Marzie

Night 3
The monkey mutts are gone, but their screams still echoing in the minds of the living. Night falls again over the red desert.

Bexxi has decides to make camp in the drop pod wreckage, and even though the monkey mutts couldn't find her another contestant can. Sadbread shows up, but both are exhausted after today's event so they decide to camp together for the night.

Suchomimus wounded but alive, sits by the dying coals of the same fire he defended.