Extrail
2017-09-23, 11:31 AM
You all live in the Spartan Arena. The largest arena in the world. (or so the advertisements say.) You have all lived here for quite some time. The conditions are actually pretty pleasant as that was the most profitable way to keep gladiators around, but Those that try to escape are put into collars and terrible living conditions until they are considered rehabilitated. Yet despite that there are some who would still prefer freedom over imprisoned luxury.
Alexandros is in his room chanting in auran as though performing a ritual. Those that sleep in his room had tried unsuccessfully for him to practice elsewhere. Though they seem to be more interested in the upcoming festival. Where they get the best food.
Zyrus you had just gotten out of a fight with a dire boar it was lucky to swing in the first blow, but you had quickly defeated it. It was done in 12 seconds. The fight was simple and you had taken 12 damage from the boar in the first round. It had been the first strike of the round and gave the audience that didn't know about you a false sense of the victor making it, so you had an even better surprise for those few, but like the rest suspected you had taken your revenge really quickly. It was bloody and you were given 12 boar jerky rations as compensation from the previous day's boar. This was an indicator of when you would fight once more.
Sebasten you are widely hated by the guards as you wouldn't lash out they had no reason to fight or kill you. This wasn't to be unexpected as they knew who you once were. They had been watching you closely as a likely rebellion leader (there were a couple and were split apart for that very reason), and those who had succeeded in escaping before were a lot like you. This you knew all to well as the talk of escape in the cells was all too prevalent, but the details far too vague for your liking.
Budi had been practicing his instrument in the dining hall. He was a gladiator favorite once he was convinced to play by others. It started a while back at a talent show and a friend. https://www.elventower.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/41-Illithid-Slave-Pit-L.jpg
Alexandros is in his room chanting in auran as though performing a ritual. Those that sleep in his room had tried unsuccessfully for him to practice elsewhere. Though they seem to be more interested in the upcoming festival. Where they get the best food.
Zyrus you had just gotten out of a fight with a dire boar it was lucky to swing in the first blow, but you had quickly defeated it. It was done in 12 seconds. The fight was simple and you had taken 12 damage from the boar in the first round. It had been the first strike of the round and gave the audience that didn't know about you a false sense of the victor making it, so you had an even better surprise for those few, but like the rest suspected you had taken your revenge really quickly. It was bloody and you were given 12 boar jerky rations as compensation from the previous day's boar. This was an indicator of when you would fight once more.
Sebasten you are widely hated by the guards as you wouldn't lash out they had no reason to fight or kill you. This wasn't to be unexpected as they knew who you once were. They had been watching you closely as a likely rebellion leader (there were a couple and were split apart for that very reason), and those who had succeeded in escaping before were a lot like you. This you knew all to well as the talk of escape in the cells was all too prevalent, but the details far too vague for your liking.
Budi had been practicing his instrument in the dining hall. He was a gladiator favorite once he was convinced to play by others. It started a while back at a talent show and a friend. https://www.elventower.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/41-Illithid-Slave-Pit-L.jpg