ARENA WILLIAM R.FORSTCHEN PDF

ARENA WILLIAM R.FORSTCHEN PDF

Arena is the very first Magic novel ever produced. It was published in November , and was written by William R. Forstchen. Arena is not. Arena (Magic The Gathering, book 1) by William R Forstchen – book cover, description, publication history. Buy a cheap copy of Arena book by William R. Forstchen. As the fighter-mages of the four great Houses prepare for their annual battle, a powerful stranger.

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Arena (novel)

Stretching lazily, Garth moved to the back of the gathering crowd. The owner of a fruit stand set up in the shade of the building was preoccupied, eagerly watching the excitement, and Garth helped himself to a Varnalca orange. Drifting away from the stand, he pulled out his dagger and sliced the treat open, tilting his head up to drain out the juice, which washed away the dust of the road. He adjusted the patch which covered where his left eye used to be and then moved around the back of the crowd, looking for other such opportunities.

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Seeing none, he moved in closer to watch the excitement. In the middle of the street the two fighters, moving warily, paced back and forth, eyeing each other as they pulled off their robes in the chilly evening air.

The crowd around them was swelling, pouring out of the alleyways, hovels, and swill houses, shouting and laughing.

Overhead, shutters were pulled open, people leaning out of the windows to watch the fun. The raggedy man, chest puffed out, strutted about, his spindly, dirty legs kicking high as if he was a true Grand Master of the Aena.

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With a broken stick in place of a golden staff he drew a circle in the mud. Webin nodded angrily in agreement.

The crowd excitedly shouted the names back to those who were too far back in the press to see. Old men, women, and even young boys started to recite the wins and losses of the two fighters and arguments instantly broke out as to which one would win. The Fentesk fighter, standing a good head taller than his rival, snorted disdainfully at his opponent as he calmly took his robe off and passed it to a street urchin who had sidled up to the edge of the circle.

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The boy looked at the finely embroidered robe and started to back away. The Fentesk fighter turned, fixing him with his gaze, and the boy stopped.

Magic – The Gathering: Arena

Okmark looked back at his opponent. A hooting roar thundered from the mob but Okmark ignored them. He looked straight at the willaim in gray livery and slowly extended his arms, palms turned slightly downward, the gesture of reconciliation with the subtle distinction, however, of not submitting.

Webin spit angrily on the ground and the crowd cheered. Okmark shrugged his shoulders, resigned to what was coming. The raggedy man continued to strut around the circle, waiting while the two fighters went through the ritual, their heads lowered, arms extended outward, gathering their strength. Garth stood silent, watching the two prepare. It was so obvious.

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