The crowd were eagerly anticipating a new match on this amazing Backlash card, with some great matches already having begun, although it was still early on in the card.
But they were all taken aback as a logo flashed up on the titantron.
The crowd were a little stunned and started murmuring amongst themselves, conversation of just what or who 'The Murder Hobos' might be. But then the start of a song broke that murmuring...
[Wizards - Gloryhammer]
High in the Cairngorm Mountains
An ancient war still burns
A magical missile shoots and fireball explodes
These are the spells of the wizards
Fighting the demon horde
A secret battle for eternity
Out from the back came running out a tanned superstar, dressed in a brown and green outfit with a bow on his back. He moved to the left of the ramp and took the bow off his back, pulling a single arrow from a deep pocket.
Firing the arrow, it burst in mid-air in to a shower of glitter and sparkles over the crowd.
A second man came walking out this time, war paint across his face and a runic symbol on his chest. He moved slowly and scanned the crowd, walking to the opposite side to the other man.
He suddenly bellowed out, "Aaaaaaaargh!" which seemed to echo through the arena, as a plume of fireworks shot off down and back up the ramp.
Soon after a third came out, a shave-headed and fair-skinned man in orange and brown robes. He came at cartwheeling, backflipping and throwing various random punches and kicks at the air.
As he did so, sparks flew down from the titantron around him, making the spectacle just that little more interesting.
Before anyone else could come out, the ramp and stage started to fill with dry ice, giving the illusion that it was filling with thick smoke. Out from the back walked a dark-haired man in black and purple robes and hood, with piercing eyes.
As he reached the top of the ramp he threw his hands around and shouted some archaic words, as a series of mini fireworks shot out from around his hands and his sleeves.
Wizards!
Ancient and powerful keepers of chaos
Wizards!
Casting their magic over the mountains
Wizards!
Brewing a potion in the dark tower
Wizards!
Guardians of time
The four men looked between each other as the music continued, then begun walking down the ramp in single file, the crowd in amazement and disbelief at just what was occurring at Backlash.
Far from the past they travelled
In to the future they see
The crystal ball reveals all history
They see the coming battle
Across the galaxy
Where evil and good collide in a final war of steel
As they reached the ring, the men all walked around to separate sides. At once they jumped up to the apron, as fireworks shot out of each turnbuckle. Stepping inside, the darker skinned man in the green and brown took a microphone from a stage hand and scanned over the crowd, who didn't seem to know what to make of the four people inside the ring.
Wizards!
Ancient and powerful keepers of chaos
Wizards!
Casting their magic over the mountains
Wizards!
Brewing a potion in the dark tower
Wizards!
Guardians of time
"My name is Aeyre, and I am a fighter under the banner of the holy, mighty and great.. Murder Hobos"
There is a sense of oddness and unease from the crowd, as they're unsure of what to take from these opening words.
"Do not fear us, for we are here to excite and to impress each and every one of you. Tonight we take out first footfall from the hills of Avaris to the squared circle of the WWFG. Now, let me introduce you to my companions.
This big man right here, with his face paint and ripped abs.. this is Gruk, our resident Barbarian. Known for his rage-induced rampages and killing sprees across the lands, do not stand in his way, lest you become nothing but bone and rotten flesh on the ground.
Next up, our silent and deadly monk, Noko. Dressed in their native land's orange hue, he may not say much but he sure packs a punch.. a flurry of blows, if you will.
Last but not least, I introduce our spritely and innovative wizard, Zayliss. One fireball and he'll put you down for a three count, so be prepared to have to counterspell your way through his offense."
Aeyre passed the microphone to Zayliss, who spoke from underneath his dark hood.
"Let's not forget you, my friend. Aeyre is our fighter, skilled in both melee and ranged combat, and a sure-fire hit with the ladies as well. He will pick you apart with his keen eye and deadly shots to the body.
Now...
For too long have we wandered with little to no recognition across the lands, but that changes now. I have seen the future, and can tell you all now that great things lead ahead for The Murder Hobos, the greatest adventuring group to ever impart their presence on this ring and you fine people.
We search gold and glory, riches beyond comprehension, and the love of the crowd. But get on our bad side.. and some dark, awful things will come your way."
Zayliss points up at the stage, the smoke still pouring out which has now engulfed the bottom of the ring. The Murder Hobos logo on the stage suddenly switches from the fun pink logo to a different, darker, sadistic one.
He passes the microphone to the biggest man of the group, as Gruk breathes in through his deep chest and eyes the others in the crowd.
"Gruk is here to destroy. Gruk is here to dominate. Gruk is here to stay."
A short and sweet few sentences, Gruk hands the microphone back to Aeyre.
"Tonight you will all see the debut of The Murder Hobos, and the beginning of a new and dominant tag team in this industry. May the others bow down before us, or be forced to kneel at our might."
Dropping the microphone, the music kicked back in again as the four men stood there to the small cheers from the crowd, who were unaware of this group until tonight.
There seemed to be some enjoyment from the crowd by the end of this, with a fair few fans seeing it at satire and a lot realising that there was an imitation of a D&D adventuring party.
