The First Gatekeeper

The First Gatekeeper is the sixth encounter in Grand Games: The Ascent
==Enemies==
* Satyr Gatekeeper (1300 Gold, 150 XP, 100 Energy, 5 HP)
==Transcript==
===Introduction===
"Ah, so you have earned enough glory to proceed."
The largest satyr you've ever seen crosses his arms over his broad chest and stares down at you.
"Apparently," you reply. "So if you'll excuse me..."
"But you must face one last trial!"
You have an inkling of where this is going.
"Let me guess... I have to best you in combat?"
"Yes! Only those who-"
You punch him in the face.
===Conclusion===
"Am I worthy yet?" you ask, whilst stomping on the satyr's head.
"Yes! Yes! Go! Just go!"
You stomp him once more for luck, before heading up the slope to see what other events await you.
***
It was magnificent. The slopes of Mount Arete rang with cries of bitter loss and intoxicating victory, gasps of incredulous awe and sympathetic groans. Athletes strove and struggled as they did many centuries ago, performing feats of prowess that lesser men and women could only marvel at. Runner dashed across the stone, outpacing the wind, chasing greatness and fleeing the hateful thought of failure. Boxers rained down thunderous blows which would make the gods themselves wince. They bled the ground red, surrendering their battered bodies in the name of their art and the immortality it could bring. Wrestlers strained against one another, their great muscles rippling, using every stratagem of skill and sinew to throw their opponents and cast them down into the depts of defeat. Javelineers hurled their weapons into the heavens, sending their dream aloft on gleaming blades. The games had returned He had resurrected them in all their glory.
But this was just the beginning. He had echoed the mortal games of long ago, those ancient events that once showered laurels on the finest athletes in the land. Now he would add contests of his own devising. For these games were his, and he had so many wonderful notions.
Those who'd triumphed in the first events were already making their way up Arete's path, beyond the first of his gatekeepers. One athlete was even stomping on the fallen satyr's head - so great was his eagerness to advance up the mountainside, his yearning to compete and prove himself supreme. That man and all the others would fine fresh challenges to meet them.
Only the swiftest, strongest, and most determined could be permitted to reach the summit.
Category:Grand Games: The Ascent