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Magnus the Hateful \u2013 Centaur Warboss<\/h2>\n

A Centaur taken from the savannah of Sudd Tohst. Magnus the Hateful has well earned his name as a powerful foe in the Crucible, desecrating and dismembering the corpses of his foes. A spectacle which draws both awe and ire from spectators, as the gruesome sight can leave even the hardiest veterans queasy.<\/p>\n

Across the plains of Sudd Tohst, deadly packs of Centaurs roam, a menace to caravans, slavers and other merchants. They take no prisoners, save for eating later. Any who meet their end at the hands of these brutes, will find it gruesome and agonising. Magnus the Hateful was the Warboss of one such Centaur Tribe, only captured when his herd attacked the wrong caravan. The caravan was made up of elite warriors of the WEHL, one of whom operated as a freelancer for the Crucible\u2019s talent acquisition team. The group captured Magnus after slaughtering his entire herd, selling him to the Crucible for a handsome sum.<\/p>\n

Magnus has since stewed in his hatred of all bipeds since. Even chickens are not exempt. When he is unleashed in the Crucible, he displays complete disregard for his own safety, falling into a bestial rage as he descends upon his unfortunate foes, cleaving them in two in a single stroke, or stomping them to death with his thunder hooves. What he does to the corpses after leaves even the hardiest folk sick to their stomach. With armour fitted by the Crucible\u2019s organizers, and a sword to match, the organizers have ensured that he will be a longstay contender, and should he be defeated, it will be a true spectacle.<\/p>\n<\/section>\n

The set<\/span><\/p>\n

The Crucible of Belfrie is a well known secret amongst the elite of Tharador\u2019s nobility and high society. A bloody arena hidden in the mountains and run by the Belfrian Merchant League. It is currently undergoing its yearly tournament, with plenty of fresh blood to be spilt on the sand, and imposing monsters from across the continent to be battled. Though beneath the gold and glory, a nefarious conspiracy is beginning to stir.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The campaign<\/span><\/p>\n

In Dire Tidings Pt I the party each receives a mysterious letter summoning them to the city of Velandria. There they are brought to the Crucible through a teleportation circle, finding they have been chosen by a mysterious sponsor to form a team for the latest tournament. Blood will be traded for gold as they fight their way to the championship of the arena, uncovering a dastardly plot as their battles progress.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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