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A day when placing men with in a pit as crowds cheered and gawked as they killed each other. The loser left bleeding out on the sands of arena. With in this time period lived families that kept these men and trained them. This is a family that breaks every rule to get what they want. Murder, wine, sex, and blood will cover this family before the day is done. What role will you play? Gladiator, Slave, Politician, or an Domina/Dominous.

We will need someone who watches over the gladiators, a couple of politicians, gladiators, slaves, and a right hand man for my character

Rules: Very Basic...
No Godmoding.
No posting until profile is approved.


~Profile Skeleton~
Name:
Age:
House Role: (Domina/Dominous, Slave, Gladiator, etc)
Biography: (Where they grew up, how they became what they are, so on.)
Appearance: (Pictures and/or Descriptions are fine)


Battle order

me vs Nemian Lion (KiteXX wins)
Shugo_lover vs Cyclops
Kai the Pkk Vs Empousa
AK vs KiteXX

Name: Chase
Age: 21
House Role: Gladiator
Biography: he growed up in a normal family, but tried to do what others, thanks to this, he is now able to mimmick other people, habits and even classes
Appearance:

((@A-K, that is not a real gladiator))

Name:Gregor Eisenhorn
Age:24
House Role:politician
Biography: a former centurion who now runs for senator in order for him to ascend to the status of Legate.
Appearance:

((OCC: i already PMed KiteXX and he said it was ok))

Name: Sulious
Age: 26
House Role: slave
Biography: He doesn't know anything about his background or where he came from. He just wondered the country side until he was caputered and made into a slave. Constantly being mocked for his appearance. Mainly his ears. He has been fighting in the arena for a good 14 years. Most spectators look down on him as just another lowly slave for the Gladiators to beat up, but when they see him fight they are mildly surprised.
Appearance:

name: Sieg
age:17
role: Slave/gladiator
bio: he grew up on the streets till a politician took him in and made him a slave at first he started out as a slave a regular run of the mill slave though due to a fight that Sieg broke up The politician noticed he had potential as a professional Gladiator then as years passed Sieg Was training under a champion gladiator known as Balthier Who was known as being a blade master he was feared in the ring he was almost The immortal on the battlefield..Sieg grew close to this man a they became sort of master and pupil but really more as best friends if anything Seig never once trusted anyone other then balthier until one day Balthier was struck down....sieg vowed for his fallen friend that he would get revenge and destroy the gladiator system from the inside if he had too now Weilding Balthier Trusted blade and signature Weapon the Cross Edge { a custom broadsword} HE fights for Revenge but not only freedom He's fighting for his life despite his Size and appearance he Excels at battle
app: he has boots on instead of those shoes

Name:Marcus Alliams
Age:18
House Role: Slave, Gladiator, demigod
Appearance: He has wolf cut hair, tanned white skin, and deep gray stormy eyes. He keeps two Chakrahms at his waist each one only 15” in radius. Also at his waist is the sheath for his sword. He wears dusty blue Jeans, and a black T-Shirt

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"Get in there and fight!"

He sat silently in the cell that he was kept in. The roars of the crowed and the sounds of people fighting echoed through the room. He could here the muffled murmurs of the guards in the distance. Still making fun of his appearance without a doubt. Sighing again he drew his knees in and hugged them. The noise was much louder to him than the average person. He though all the noise was going to give him a migraine. The audience was cheering wildly. Who ever it was that was fighting must be putting up a pretty good fight.

"SO they say you are a Demi-God! Blasphemous! You shall fight till you die for your crimes!" Marcus stood among the crowd as objects like rock and bibles were thrown at him, Thats when they Introduced his enemy, "The Nemian Lion!" He reached for his sword

For a while he sat there and felt his pointed ears than his hand wavered over to his up swept eyebrows. His hand slid back down to his side and he sighed again. He could hear echo's coming from far away, but to far away that even his hearing couldn't hear. Something about a Demigod. Yes, he remembered hearing something from a guard about him.

((Waiting, nulled post, Ok))

((Only one fight at a time. PM me for fight order.))
He charged the Lion, and the beast did as well, He sheathed his sword and flipped onto The Lions back, using its head for support he unsheathed is weapon once again

The crowd was starting to cheer wildly again. The roar of lion rang threw the cell. The guy must be winning. He wished he could be the one out there fighting. Getting all the attention praise from everyone. Instead of being talked down to and being made fun of. It was rare that he ever got to fight.

The lion turned to bite and got a mouthfull of sword, He had killed it. Easy, he thought, Just keep doing this...then put my plan into motion

He sighed and flicked a pebble sitting next to him. The pebble flew up and hit one of the bars making a light clink noise.

He flipped off the crowd before he was drug back into the dungeon

((Battle order is going in the first post))

He sighed and supported his head on his hand. Sketching designs into the dirt.

((This'll be a long wait))
He sat in there, watching the fights from the doors, staring at the boy who just killed the lion Lucky he tough

Sieg: { sitting alone ine the dark dungeon nothing about the atmosphere around him seems to be bothering him he's wearing a longold raggy looking worn cloak making him look much older than he is as he looks over to his sword and he listens to the crowd outside}...* how long......How long has it been we searched for paradise.....we Exist in Hell balthier...we wanted a way out..... and now.....the way out is through*

He looked at Sieg, "Be ready....Two weeks and we can be free...almost time"