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*Epyon walks in after coming from Spuds Potato place*

"I'm looking for a job at this here arena... which one do you think suites me best?"

*Epyon assumes his newly appointed possition of Match Organizer*

"As my first order of business, I organize a fight against myself, Epyon, and....

SIR GAIUS SEPTIM!!!"

*Epyon listens to the "gasps" and "aws" from the surrounding crowd"

*Epyon picks up the longsword and crossbow thrown to him by Septim. He takes the longsword in hand, then charges towards Septim*

"THIS... IS.... SPARTA!!!! Wait, I'm not in Sparta... THIS... IS.... CARNAGE!!! Wait I'm not in them either... Aw hell, I'm just gonna hit you with my sword."

*Epyon jabs his longsword at Septim*

*Epyon stumbles backwards from the blow. He then grabs his crosbow and send 3 bolts towards Septim. Septim dodges the first 2, but the 3rd one get lodged in his left arm*

*Septim shrugs off the blow and lunges at Epyon, cutting off his left hand, he then tries a stab but Epyon dodges his blow...

"I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF AN ARENA BATTLE!!!!!!", said Septim as Epyon slashed at his left arm.

epyon got to hell

"Hold on a minute here Septim"

*Epyon steps out of the arena and turns towards Kitterion. Epyon grabs Kitterion, ties him to a log, then rolls him off into a river where Kitterion floats down endlessly. He then steps back into the arena*

"Okay, now where were we?"

=P

hey ass whole its legal to help in the arena

*Epyon stares at Kitterion *

"Woah now, what did I do to you to get you so mad at me?"

***Epyon steps out of the arena and turns towards Kitterion. Epyon grabs Kitterion, ties him to a log, then rolls him off into a river where Kitterion floats down endlessly. He then steps back into the arena***

"Oh.. kinda forgot about that..."

*Septim arises from the ground, grunting and whispering through his bloody teeth

"It...will...take...more...than...that...to...take down a Septim!"

*Septim charges Epyon with his sword and cuts his legs off, he then stabs his sword through Epyon's stomache while he is falling and swings it around, throwing the body into the walls of the arena

*Epyon sits up against the wall, accepting defeat from his superior oponent, Septim*

"You.... win Septim..."

*Epyon collapses to the ground... dead*

*Septim walks over to the corpse

"Ahhhh...this is a most unfortunate...event...I have...a...solution"

*Septim limps over to the corpse and grabs his head, he cuts it off and takes it below the arena, he comes back up fully healed and with Epyon at his side.

"This is Epyon II, a clone of Epyon, he is exactly like Epyon in every way, my chef is now my Match Organizer, so why don't you go cook up some good matches?"

*The newly cloned Epyon II turns towards Septim*

"I'll do my best to cook up some good matches, but first, I'm gonna go get some squirrel spices just in case"

lazer....

wtf was that for

*but kiterrion doges and hits mr. revenge with the german looger*

*After declaring a battle, Epyon kindly thanks Septim for the squirrel spices.*

"You fought valiantly and deserved to win."

*Epyon sits down and grabs some popcorn, then he turns to Septim*

"Want some?"

*Epyon quickly realizes that Septim would be offended by his offering of plain old popcorn, so he quickly sprinkles some squirrel spices on it*

"That should be better. Now do you want some??"

huh very well *takes out sword then stands there then revenge was cut in half*

*Revenge is reassembled

"CAN'T BE THAT EASY KITTERION!!!"

*Septim turns to Epyon

"I would love some squirell popcorn, thank you"

*Septim grabs a handfull of s-corn and watches the match

*his eyes turn red*

*blood go's on his sword and he runs up and slashes at revenges arms then beats him  to death with his arms*

*goes back to the stands*

*eyes turn green*