Dungeons, Idiots, Treasures, How Hard Can It Be?

"Move it! Move it!" a large buff man whipped some elves into a cage.

"How's the entertainment doing?" the buff man asked a tall man with very long legs and arms with messy black hair.

When they spoke it sent shivers down the buff man's spine, "Okay, we're getting a lot of gold." his voice cold, raspy, and ear grating.

Soon they heard the sounds of metal clanging and looking behind them, fear struck their spines as they stood still.

A tall man clad in silver armor with a leather coat over his shoulders, he was bald and handsome with a massive clawed scar on his left cheek with two nature green eyes. He held a long halberd that dripped blood signaling that it had been used recently.

A greatsword was strapped to his back which showed signs of rust, and when he spoke it demanded submission and emitted authority.

"How are the new entertainers?"

None of them spoke still standing speechless at the sight of this man. Breaking the silence was the messy black haired man who's voice was shaking when he spoke, "They're in the cages, we were just about to send them to the Hawksman."

The bald man nodded, and turned the other leaving. But just before he left he glanced over his shoulder and asked, "None of them were harmed?"

That question made the buff man immediately fall to his knees and begged for his life. Tears dripped down from his eyes down to his cheek as the bald man walked over to him.

"We need them clean and prepared for the clients, yet you still whipped them?" his voice deepening into a growl.

"Please! I'm sorry Commander Er-" before he could finish begging his head rolled down the floor. Blood spewed out where his head once was.

It was so quick that the messy haired man didn't realize that the bald man swung down his halberd on to the buff man's head.

"Clean up, and get the newcomers ready for the show." the bald man ordered before leaving the tent.

Back with Theo and Sticky... They were on their way to the carnival which was quite extravagant to say the least.

Stalls were lined up, and there were a lot of games from the usual dart throwing to test your might. Many food stalls, that were clean and delicious.

A lot of the people that came here were criminals so it was quite surprising to see everything in order and that strict rules were placed.

They walked over to the ticketing station where a man greeted them, "Well hello there, let me guess two tickets for the Grand Show?"

Theo and Sticky were both confused, so of course Theo asked what the Grand Show was.

"Well it's where the great Phillip Brent Orwall brings his exotic animals and his partners of different races to do tricks."

That name... Phillip Brent Orwall it was recognizable to Theo, but he couldn't remember where either way he paid for the tickets and the two entered the carnival.

Looking around there was nothing to find anything out of the norm, so the two entered the massive tent and were met with many people watching an half orc dance with a vornumian serpent.

Theo sat on his sit as Sticky looked around for anything suspicious on top of his head. 

 Soon the lights went out, and replacing the dancing serpent and half orc was a fat man wearing a tuxedo holding on a red cane.

"Welcome everyone to my Grand Show! It is I the fantabulous, extravagant, handsome, Phillip Brent Orwall!" he proclaimed out loud.

Massive roads of praise were thrown mixed with the clapping of the hands. Except for Theo who was holding on the blunderbuss strapped to his waist tightly.

He knew that man was no magician or an actual good guy after all that man once tortured Theo when he was 124 years old under the orders of his adoptive father who took him in after his parents death.

Phillip Brent Orwall was an infamous con artist, and the left hand of Theo's adoptive father who was a powerful sorcerer. Phillip was known for his cruel behavior, and sadistic tortures that he had committed.

Underneath that calm gentle facade was a cruel sadistic, and masochistic bastard who took pleasure in torturing his victims. Sticky could feel Theo getting tense, and decided to calm him down by massaging his head.

Sticky made a soft gurgling noise, "Calm down we are in public."

Theo took a deep breath and focused back on the show.

"Today I have brought in more exotic creatures!" 

Hearing these the crowd applauded once more and soon a massive cage was brought out.

Inside the cage were a bunch of elves male and female, and seeing those elves made Theo's blood boil.

Another cage was brought in, and a massive roar was heard from It. Everyone saw it and was terrified of what was inside the cage.

"These elves shall defend themselves against a rare creature, only 125 are left in the world!"

Phillip pulled the chains and opened the cage as a 5 meter lion got out, but it was no lion...

Theo muttered underneath his breath, "Fuck, it's a Chimera."

It roared making saliva go everywhere as the elves ran towards the gate begging for help as Phillip snapped his fingers teleporting out of the arena.

One of the male elves grabbed a spear, but was torn apart by its scorpion tail. Another grabbed a bow and shot at it to no aveil as it got crunched on leaving the elf's entrails.

Blood... Blood... Blood... Blood.

The elves were being torn apart left and right as the crowd applauded even if they were afraid but they're excitement was too high for them to care about the brutal sight.

Sticky could feel Theo reach his boiling point, and finally it happened.

He stood up and shouted with tears dripping down his eyes, "That's my fucking kin! You bastards!"