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Jhelom - Another festival hath come and gone - the Festival of the Ivory Tusks. This particular festival involves celebrating our domination over the creatures of the land. It sounds innocent enough, does it not? But in truth t’is less a celebration than a mere excuse to watch and join in the wholesale slaughter of animals and monsters. Animals and monsters that hath undoubtedly suffered capture and confinement, and now face a fight to the death.
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Jhelom - Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, and so it was with the Festival of the Ivory Tusk. There was much merriment made, and much fun was had at the festival, which took place in the Fighting Pit located in Jhelom.
  
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Pizza, cake, breads, ale, wine, and such accompany the riotous display. Shouts of encouragement as one creature fights another quickly turn to squeals of pleasure at its death. The wail of pain from a wounded creature is drowned by the roar of eager spectators relishing its desperate fight to survive. A fight that will continue mere seconds later if by some almost cruel twist of fate the creature does manage to survive its first battle. And the brawl continues again, and again until at last the animal collapses in final and painful defeat.
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It started innocently with animals who were trained to fight one another. Wolves, bears, horses, even sheep who battled with each other to celebrate man's domininion over those lesser creatures. But there was more in store.
  
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By the end of the festival, the spectators become participants – falling upon the pinned creatures with sword, axe, and magic. In the ensuing chaos, it becomes difficult to discern who is the monster and who is the human. Truly, instead of being a celebration of our dominance over creatures, this festival quickly becomes a violent dance where we descend to the level of those we claim to be dominant over.
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Soon those who watched could bear it no longer and joined in the fray themselves. Drawing weapons and magic alike they entered the pit to do battle with the animals themselves, not letting the beasts have all the fun for themselves. But again, there was even more to come.
  
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Perhaps a different way to celebrate our supposed dominance would be to have a contest where those who enter would need to find and tame some type of rare or hard to find creature. Another contest could be to tame a fierce and dangerous creature of the wild and lead it to town. These acts would show our true dominance by the strength of our will rather than of our swords.
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Soon all the animals were dispatched and strange things started appearing. Apparently the people in charge of the festival had planned for this contingency, for soon reapers, gazers, drakes, liches, giant serpents and the like roamed the pit doing battle with the revelers who had an extremely good time.
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Pizza and cake were made available to everyone, as well as cider, wine, liquor, and ale. Everyone was allowed into the pit to do battle with the mysteriously appearing creatures, and to join in the fun.
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The evening capped off with an event the likes of which may never be witnessed again as an ancient wyrm did battle with an ebon colored daemon. Never before has such a spectacle been witnessed by so many. It may never happen again. It was so much fun, in fact, that I can't even remember who won.
  
 
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Festival of the Ivory Tusk Has Ended

Author: Jarom Marguild Published: March 5, 1998



Jhelom - Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, and so it was with the Festival of the Ivory Tusk. There was much merriment made, and much fun was had at the festival, which took place in the Fighting Pit located in Jhelom.

It started innocently with animals who were trained to fight one another. Wolves, bears, horses, even sheep who battled with each other to celebrate man's domininion over those lesser creatures. But there was more in store.

Soon those who watched could bear it no longer and joined in the fray themselves. Drawing weapons and magic alike they entered the pit to do battle with the animals themselves, not letting the beasts have all the fun for themselves. But again, there was even more to come.

Soon all the animals were dispatched and strange things started appearing. Apparently the people in charge of the festival had planned for this contingency, for soon reapers, gazers, drakes, liches, giant serpents and the like roamed the pit doing battle with the revelers who had an extremely good time.

Pizza and cake were made available to everyone, as well as cider, wine, liquor, and ale. Everyone was allowed into the pit to do battle with the mysteriously appearing creatures, and to join in the fun.

The evening capped off with an event the likes of which may never be witnessed again as an ancient wyrm did battle with an ebon colored daemon. Never before has such a spectacle been witnessed by so many. It may never happen again. It was so much fun, in fact, that I can't even remember who won.

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