Nine dead in the party.
After the chaos above the fall was peaceful.
It seemed to go on for a long time but then before I knew it I'd landed in a magical pool.
All of my pains and injuries were healed.
After me and a few others climbed out of the pool a few more fell in, and they too healed.
Their tale was more of the same grisly.
More of our party jumped down from the stands into the pit and got hurt real bad by the fall and the metals balls that were shooting around.
They couldn't get a proper look for having to run real fast but we think five more of the party died in the pit.
With all this danger around us I wish I could have gotten the armor off one of the dead fellows. Now the next poor adventurers to enter the pit will get his armor, that is if they don't die.
What surprised me the most was to see some of those monster men fall into the water, what we fought out in the swamp. And they're talking to us. At first they went searching through the belongs of one of our party who fell dead into the pool. We all banded together and pushed them away from our dead companion. But then, they started talking with us. They'd come into the arena to explore and got caught in the same trap as us. They aren't hostile towards us, not like the first group who attacked us without even a word.
The chaos has made strange friends of us.
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