Dead Jester Productions Podcast

Once the Heroes had regrouped, they looked up to the large seating platform. The fantastically dressed man looked down at them with utter disdain. Their antics had removed all of the other competitors. Not only that, the creatures in the cages had been subdued by the small skeletons before they could even be set loose. The entire spectacle had been thrown into chaos. There could be no further rounds of competition.

The Jester point...

The Swordsman Hero turned to the Female Combatant while offering a faint smile, one that seemed more playful than anything. The Woman nodded at her, adjusting the strap of her quiver. It was as if to say that there was always another fight and not to dwell on one victory. The Jester cackled loudly again, giving the Female Combatant a playful wink.

The Female Combatant blinked, her awe slowly turning into admiration. These weren’t j...

The Jester, nursing his bruised ribs from the large man’s final strike, cackled under his breath. He struggled to his feet, wincing but grinning all the same. He cradled his mandolin like an old friend, strumming a soft tune that seemed to mock the intensity of the fight they had just endured. His eyes danced with mischief, as if to mock the effort put forth by their competitors.

But it was their ally, the Female Combatant, who sto...

As the dust settled, the crowd’s roar continued to echo through the arena. Yet, amid the cheers, The Swordsman Hero, The Woman, and The Jester remained calm, their victory feeling almost inevitable. For them, this was just another battle in a long line of skirmishes they had faced together.

The Swordsman Hero wiped the blood from his blades with a casual flick, then sheathed them without a word. His eyes swept over the arena, check...

The Woman saw her opening. She fired another arrow, this time aiming for the large man’s exposed neck. The arrow flew true, sinking deep into his flesh. He staggered back, clutching at the wound, but he wasn’t done yet. With a final, desperate roar, the large man swung his hammer in a wide arc. It caught The Jester off guard, sending him flying across the arena. The Jester laughed as he crumpled to the ground, his music falling sil...

The Woman moved swiftly to the side, releasing arrows with deadly precision. They whizzed through the air, aiming for the gaps in the large man’s movements. He swatted them away with his hammer, but one slipped through and grazed his arm. He growled in pain, his attention splitting between the relentless swordsman and the sharp-eyed archer.

The Jester cackled from the sidelines, his fingers plucking a haunting melody on his mandoli...

Rolling back to his feet, the large man shook off the charred remains of his shirt. As it fell to the ground, it revealed the burns covering the man's torso. Blood dripped from the wounds, staining the dirt at his feet. The tension grew, with the crowd falling silent as they were entranced in the spectacle.

The audience watched on as the large man roared and charged forward, his hammer raised high. The Swordsman Hero met him head-o...

The Swordsman Hero motioned to the Jester, who muttered something to himself. The Woman readied an arrow, aiming it at the large man. As he gathered his composure, the large man looked at the Heroes around him to plot his next move. He slowly inched forward in attempt to not give away his plan of attack, but the Heroes weren't concerned. They launched their assault before the large man could make his move.

The Woman let loose her a...

As he gasped for air, the large man brought his hands up to the bowstring in an effort to pull it off of his neck. He tugged with all his might, pulling the bow back over his head, along with the Woman still holding on. She flew over him, landing on her feet in front of him. He swung a fist at her, and she ducked aside. Regaining his composure, he readied a follow up before being caught across the face with a kick from the Swordsma...

The Jester deftly leapt over the large hammer, throwing some dust into the eyes of the large man. He attempted to shake it off, only to be interrupted by the feeling of an arrow lodging itself into his thigh. He grunted in pain, and turned to face the Woman. He charged at her quickly, readying his hammer. As he prepared to bring it down upon her he felt it stop mid-swing. He quickly turned around to find that the Swordsman Hero had...

The Swordsman Hero stood in front of the Female Combatant, preventing her from engaging in further combat with the large man. She watched on as the Jester and Woman prepared to fight. The dust cloud parted, revealing the large man to be swinging both his hammer and the small skeletons hanging off of it. Tiny bones fell to the ground, with the small skeletons looking completely dismayed.

The Woman readied an arrow, and fired it at t...

The Man growled in anger, attempting to shake the small skeleton off of his hammer. To his disappointment, it wouldn't let go. He yelled in frustration, slamming his hammer into the ground. A plume of dust flew up into the air, enveloping the man in its embrace. The Female Combatant sprang to her feet - both appreciative of the assistance, yet disappointed in her inability to defeat the man on her own.

The Heroes grouped up near th...

As the large man rushed at her, the Female Combatant leapt directly at him. He swung his hammer, and she deftly ducked beneath it before bringing both of her axes down at his knees. With a level of agility reserved for men a third his size, the large man leapt into the air - his feet mere inches above the swing of the axes. As he touched back down, he let the momentum of his hammer carry him into a spin, bringing it back around dir...

The Female Combatant wiped the blood from her face, looking back up just in time to avoid the large man's hammer from crushing her head into the ground. She rolled to the side, swinging one of her axes and barely missing the large man's face. She quickly got back to her feet as he used his hammer to prop himself back up. Blood dripped from his injured calf, while sweat poured from his brow.

Slowly readjusting her axes in her hands,...

The large man turned and looked at The Heroes. He could see that they had not been subjected to the small skeleton's attack, and his face turned red with rage. The Female Combatant readied herself by pulling her two axes from their holsters at her sides. The large man wielded a massive black hammer, likely forged in the hottest flames the city's blacksmiths could manage. He raised it above his head and charged.

The Female Combatant...

As the Heroes watched on, the small skeletons grabbed and clawed at the other combatants. They clasped the legs of the unfortunate warriors, causing them to trip and fall. As they hit the ground, additional skeletons sprouted from the earth to hold them down. The arena was filled with the shouts and screams of the terrified men and women in the stands, horrified by what they were seeing.

After a few moments, the other combatants ha...

The other combatants roared with excitement, and prepared to sprint into combat. As one particularly large fighter took his first step, he felt a crunch under his boot. He looked down and saw a tiny pile of bones at his feet. He looked at it confusingly, not sure what to make of it. Before he could determine what was happening, the pile of bones moved - rapidly growing larger. He shrieked in fear, and attempted to take a step backw...

The Female Combatant worriedly looked at her companions, begging them to get up and get ready. The Swordsman Hero glanced over to her, and motioned for her to have a seat. Not understanding, she continued to plead with them. The Woman grew agitated, and swept the Female Combatant off of her feet with a swift leg kick. She fell to the ground, and was told to relax.

The fantastically dressed man suddenly appeared standing in the gall...

The Heroes and the Female Combatant emerge from their huddle, and turn back toward the center of the arena. The Jester muttered something to himself, and sat down upon the sandy ground. He placed his hands flat on the ground behind him, leaning back to take in the sun. The Female Combatant looked at him confused, then thought better of trying to determine his motives.

Looking around the arena, the other groups were ready. Some look...