say "please kind sir can i please pass?"

With a slight bow, you beg Cylindric, "Please kind sir, may I pass?"

Cylindric strokes his mustache for a moment, "Ich kann nicht allow zat. Mein apologies."

Ask the snarky narrator if he can analyze Cilindric the German to see what skills he has, other than the obvious martial arts skills. Also keep away from him as much as possible. Do not give him any weapons to use. (That means no throwing spears at him!) try to use fire to burn him.

Side note: can we upgrade schizophrenia to multiple personality disorder and have multiple perspectives on a single problem. And perhaps have one be good w/ melee, one good w/ magic, and the original (us).?

***NOTE: Yes, you can. If you do it right.***

Your suprised to see another human, too bad you have to fight him. The snarky narrator on your head in your head really couldnt help but comment.

"DAS A HUUUUUUUUGE BITCH!!!, Get your spear ready, time to gut us a whale.

*Sigh*... 'seroulsy, im gonna have put up with you? Why are you bieng such an ass?'

"Im only trying to help you, you bloody poojabber."

' Telling me to whale him isnt very helpful, and what is a poojabber?'

"it means buttfucker you dumbass poojabber. You could try to bribe him with some food, the guy looks like a viking version of Homer Simpson"

*Pinches bridge of nose and sighs* 'He just said i have to best him in mortal combat more or less, i doubt bribing him will work.'

" I don't see you comming up with any ideas. How about this,throw some food on the ground, and when he's busy stuffing his face, you shove a flamming spear up his fat ass"

For a second you actually considered that idea, but you doubt it would work, and your stupid enough for thinking it would. It would likely just piss him off for insinuating he would fall for it. If it wasn't enough that you have to deal with him, the dumb ass started Guile's Theme in your head.

"What?!? Can't have a boss battle without music. Don't like it? try this then."

The snarky narrator comments, "His blubber means less agility, but his lack of size makes up for it. As any dimwit could tell, he's got martial arts skills, and I would imagine he's a rather defensive combatant. Now get your harpoons ready, we're going whaling!"

You sigh in exasperation, 'Seriously, why do I have to put up with such an ass for my split personality? Couldn't I have gotten something sexy instead?'

"I'm only trying to help you, buttfucker. Bribe him with food, he looks like he's the bastard son of Gluttony from FMA and Tordenskjold."

'He basically said we need to fight to the death. I don't think bribes will convince him otherwise.'

"Hey, you come up with something better. How about this, throw some food in front of him, and while he's busy stuffing his face you light the blubber on fire."

For a second, you consider the idea, but as you concluded earlier it's probably not going to work.

So what clearly is a human, and furthermore a German just walked into the room? We're hallucinating, nuff said. The trick is to figure out to what extent we're hallucinating. It's funny because he introduced himself without dialog, and we're schizophrenic (whoever came up with this is a genius, I love it). So he might not have actually spoken.

Try to get him to talk. If he makes an animal sound, then he is might be that animal. If he makes no sound, he could be something silent, or a figment of our imagination. Doesn't hurt to hurl your javelin at it anyways to see what good it will do. Actually, don't give him your weapon, but prod him if you can. Throw the javelin, then call it back with the soul bind without prior training just to see if it will work 'cause that's how we roll. FUS RO yaying his flank might make us seem like we hit him, but without the added resistance behind a spear jab, it could all be in our head. Also, if he does speak with dialog, it could still be all in our head; but if it is, we're off the deep end anyways, so we can afford to ride the madness at this point.

One last thing, try the door. Sure, it slammed shut. Doesn't mean it's locked.

At this point, you suspect you may be hallucinating. Another human, you're not sure if that's very likely, but given the power the admins seem to have, you suppose it's possible.

Getting an idea, you turn around and try the door. It's shut, but not locked - you could easily open it. There is a way out, apparently. Your snarky narrator speaks up, "This guy seems to be the stupid honorable kind - even if you don't defeat him, he'll probably let you live. You can always go back and spend points to get an advantage."

(treating this action as if it were a D&D session, translate it into an actual action if that doesn't sit well with you) Roll to check the arena for any advantageous items or locations: *rolls 1d20 for each, one for locations, one for items*: 14 for locations,16 for items. Do what you will for that.

Also, start up a conversation with that guy to stall as well as try and find any mental weaknesses. If you find any, one of the past versions of you that may have come here might have left a clue for you. This could be useful to exploit in the upcoming fight.

Say to the man "So. I have to best you in combat. In any case, before we begin, who died out in that hallway? Cyan fur, blue and white hair?"

After he explains, say "In order for me to fight you, you must first answer the following question correctly; The following statement is true. The previous statement is false. To that phrase, what is the correct response. If he says "Agreed" or something to that effect, fight him, and try NOT to kill him. Anything else, fight him and kill him. In a less than pleasant manner. When done, have a cigarette, let your conscience get the best of you, telling you then proceed to investigate the screams. Too human to be an animal. Upon finding the screaming being in danger, rescue them.

Looking around, you try to find anything that may benefit you. The room is large and circular, with a ceiling pretty high up. There's plenty of room for maneuvering, and the floor feels slightly padded, like those foam mats they tend to use for martial arts these days. There are no items or places to hide.

Stalling, you ask the man, "I have to best you in combat, yes? In any case, I was wondering, do you have any idea who died outside? Cyan fur, blue and white hair?"

Cylindrix shakes his head, "Ich bin truly sorry für ze loss of anozzer life, aber ich know nicht who it vas."

Getting an idea to check if you're hallucinating or not, you say to Cylindrix, "Before we can fight, I must present you with a riddle. The following statement is true. The previous statement was false. What is the correct answer?"

Chuckling a bit, Cylindrix responds, "Ze druid vould call zat a paradox. I sense du feel nicht ready für this fight. Vish du to come back later?

What do you do?