"What's this?" one voice asked. This voice is a harsh, commanding baritone. "New shipment of gladiators, sir," another voice answered. This one is quieter, higher-pitched, nervous. It probably belongs to someone young. The crate was pried open at the top ever so slightly, and I winced as the bright afternoon light glared into my eyes after the inky darkness of the crate. I heard the other prisoners groan with discontent as well. I caught a glimpse of a sharply angled but handsome face looking down upon us before the lid of the crate slammed shut once more and we were once again enveloped in blackness. "Let them in," the authoritative voice ordered coldly. "Get them to the trainers immediately." "Yes, sir," replied the young voice. I could hear the sound of bronze boots clacking against cobblestones, and it slowly receded. Then, I heard an order called out, and with the clattering of hooves against stones, we lurched forward once again.
"Welcome to the arena," a voice said. This one, too, was authoritative, but it was kinder than the voice from before. I opened my eyes slowly and leaned upward in the crate, awaking from my nap in the crate. I beheld a tall, muscular man with jet black hair cut unevenly short. He was clad in the garb of the Roman military; lorica segmentata, a war skirt, caligas, a scarlet focale, a crimson tunic, a black woolen sagum, a horsehair galea, and a balteus containing a stylized gladius. His face was marred by a deep, straight scar running from the cheek to just above the eye. He extended his right hand to me and I grasped it in mine. He gripped my hand firmly and hauled me to my feet. I stumbled at first, months of malnutrition and starvation as well as being jammed in a crate with several other people for days having severely atrophied my muscles, but the soldier caught me. I was able to sit down in a stooping position. "My name's Cadmus," the soldier informed me. "And that's Octavia." He pointed across the vast, sand-floored room and I saw a tall, equally muscular woman in a white toga and caligas. She seemed to be pretty...but in a commanding way. "We're your trainers." "Trainers? For what?" I asked in confusion. Cadmus shook his head. "You don't know where you are, do you?" Octavia replied, walking up. I shook my head unsteadily. "You're in the Arena," Cadmus informed me. "In Rome." I rubbed my gritty eyes. I did recall hearing one of the guards mention something about sending me to some arena. "So...the Arena? In Rome? And why am I here?" I asked again. "I think you know," Cadmus replied. "This Arena is used as a form of punishment for crimes against Rome. I don't care to know what crime you committed in particular, but I do know that in order to be here, in this arena, you have to have done something." "A punishment?" I repeated. "So...it's like the gladiators' arena then, is it?" "Not quite," Octavia answered. "This Arena is a little bit different." "How so?" I asked. "In the Gladiator's arena, the fights are fair," Cadmus answered, "and they're watched by a crowd of spectators for sport. This Arena is no sport. The only viewer is our Emperor, and he is our judge. We must put on a good show for him. He and the others control everything in the Arena. If the Emperor is disappointed, we die. That's not exactly it, but it's a simplified version." "So...I'm in the Arena to fight, am I?" I asked, already knowing the answer. Octavia rolled her eyes. "Of course," she answered. Cadmus folded his arms impassively. "And you're my trainers?" I clarified. Cadmus nodded. "Our job is to make sure you survive...long enough so that the Emperor is pleased with our work, that is," Cadmus told me. "Your work reflects on our own. If the Emperor is really displeased about your performance, we can be punished as well. We must not only make sure you survive, but that you put on a good show." "Makes sense...I guess," I said, shrugging. "So, what now?" "Perhaps you should tell us who you are," Octavia suggested.
Name: First name mandatory, last name optional. Must at least sound authentic...here's a list of male and female names. Age: No kids, and no one elderly. Gender: Crime Committed: Physical Description: Biography: --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength: Charisma: Intelligence: Agility: Endurance: Skill: I do this, from your biography. Ability: You make this up, but be reasonable. Preferred Weapon: You do better with this weapon than you do with any other. For a list of weapons, look below. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: None. Left Hand: None. Torso: None. Head: None. Arms: None. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
List of Weapons Almost all possible weapons that you can use are on this list, but if I'm missing one, you can use that. Swords Pugio Gladius Spatha Spears/Javelins Hasta Javelin Pilum Ranged Arcus/Sagitta Plumbatae
Good luck! But be warned...this is not just about winning fights. There's a lot more to it than that.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 4/8 Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
You kill your opponent in cold blood. The Emperor stands and immediately four guards carry in a palanquin, which he steps on and then lies down in. The guards carry him away. You're left in the arena for a few moments before Cadmus and Octavia enter the arena. Cadmus furrows his eyebrows and frowns at the corpse of your opponent. "I see you're still alive," Octavia remarks. "Good. So I guess you're not a total waste of our time." "Agreed," Cadmus says. "For surviving your first battle, we'll teach you one new thing. What do you want to learn?"
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 4/8 Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Name: Abdul Massih Age: 23 Gender: M Crime Committed: Wrong place at the worst time Physical Description: Strongly Arabian. Dark, long Greasy hair. Yellow-Blue eyes, 5'11", Medium build, 155 lbs. Biography: Abdul was born into a wealthy Caravan family, Travelling frequently along the Silk Road. Their most frequent cargo was exotic spices from India and sometimes as far as China, though those were rare. Well anyway he had frequent contact with both European, particularly Roman, and Asian cultures. In the process he learned his native language, Arabic, as well as some useful bits of Roman and Hindi here and there. Eventually after his parents retired somewhat, he took up the family Caravan along with his multiple Brothers and sisters (without Islam in existence yet, there wasn't nearly as much sexual discrimination). He grew even wealthier with innovative routes to cut time and having many different contacts handed down from his parents (to get the best deals).....Then IT happened. On a hot, lazy night near Egypt, he happened to be on watch for the night when he noticed a group of Romans centralized around what seemed to be a man in Silk and gold, both of which were Goods he carried. He appeared quite agitated, and seeing a Large Caravan camped along his route didn't seem very helpful to the plight. Without warning, the entire Escort, several hundred strong, began slaughtering the entire Caravan, Looting as they went. Abdul tried to stop them, noticing many a faithful business partner be slew, but instead of causing anything eventful or stopping the bloodshed, he was knocked out and sent off to the Arena. --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:8 Charisma:12 Intelligence:11 Agility:12 Endurance:7 Skill: I do this, from your biography. Ability: Rage-- can go into a controlled rage where his attacks are harder-hitting, much more intimidating, and charges are more successful. Preferred Weapon: Hasta --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: None. Left Hand: None. Torso: None. Head: None. Arms: None. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 4/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
"Eh...shield skills? I guess we can teach you something basic," Cadmus says. You train Basic Shield. "Now you can go," Octavia tells you, "for now, that is. We'll let you know when you have another match. Till then, you can go to the tavern, the armory, or someplace else in town."
Name: Abdul Massih Age: 23 Health: 7/7 Level: 1 Class: Gender: M Crime Committed: Wrong place at the worst time Physical Description: Strongly Arabian. Dark, long Greasy hair. Yellow-Blue eyes, 5'11", Medium build, 155 lbs. Biography: Abdul was born into a wealthy Caravan family, Travelling frequently along the Silk Road. Their most frequent cargo was exotic spices from India and sometimes as far as China, though those were rare. Well anyway he had frequent contact with both European, particularly Roman, and Asian cultures. In the process he learned his native language, Arabic, as well as some useful bits of Roman and Hindi here and there. Eventually after his parents retired somewhat, he took up the family Caravan along with his multiple Brothers and sisters (without Islam in existence yet, there wasn't nearly as much sexual discrimination). He grew even wealthier with innovative routes to cut time and having many different contacts handed down from his parents (to get the best deals).....Then IT happened. On a hot, lazy night near Egypt, he happened to be on watch for the night when he noticed a group of Romans centralized around what seemed to be a man in Silk and gold, both of which were Goods he carried. He appeared quite agitated, and seeing a Large Caravan camped along his route didn't seem very helpful to the plight. Without warning, the entire Escort, several hundred strong, began slaughtering the entire Caravan, Looting as they went. Abdul tried to stop them, noticing many a faithful business partner be slew, but instead of causing anything eventful or stopping the bloodshed, he was knocked out and sent off to the Arena. --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:8 Charisma:12 Intelligence:11 Agility:12 Endurance:7 Skill: Smooth Talker[you are able to talk people into stuff easier, in addition to getting lower prices at shops and higher job pay]. Ability: Rage-- can go into a controlled rage where his attacks are harder-hitting, much more intimidating, and charges are more successful. Preferred Weapon: Hasta --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: None. Left Hand: None. Torso: None. Head: None. Arms: None. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
"Ah, no need to introduce yourself," Cadmus said, as a kid in a toga scurried up and handed him a scroll. Cadmus unfurled the scroll and began to read rapidly. "Well...Abdul Massih, man of little luck, nice to meet you. Now, before we start training you and equip you, maybe you should pick what kind of fighter you wish to be. Be aware, what kind of fighter you are will determine your equipment and the skills you receive when you level up, as well as determining whom you are paired against in a match. You can change fighter class at any time, but you cannot change a skill you have already learned."
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 4/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
armory? what for i hasa no money i head to anyone who could heal me
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 8/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
I believe I said this before, this is not just about the arena and getting equipment for other fights. There are other things to be done at the armory, though possibly not right now. You are healed at the end of your match by an imperial medicus.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 8/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Name: Abdul Massih Age: 23 Health: 7/7 Level: 1 Class: Gender: M Crime Committed: Wrong place at the worst time Physical Description: Strongly Arabian. Dark, long Greasy hair. Yellow-Blue eyes, 5'11", Medium build, 155 lbs. Biography: Abdul was born into a wealthy Caravan family, Travelling frequently along the Silk Road. Their most frequent cargo was exotic spices from India and sometimes as far as China, though those were rare. Well anyway he had frequent contact with both European, particularly Roman, and Asian cultures. In the process he learned his native language, Arabic, as well as some useful bits of Roman and Hindi here and there. Eventually after his parents retired somewhat, he took up the family Caravan along with his multiple Brothers and sisters (without Islam in existence yet, there wasn't nearly as much sexual discrimination). He grew even wealthier with innovative routes to cut time and having many different contacts handed down from his parents (to get the best deals).....Then IT happened. On a hot, lazy night near Egypt, he happened to be on watch for the night when he noticed a group of Romans centralized around what seemed to be a man in Silk and gold, both of which were Goods he carried. He appeared quite agitated, and seeing a Large Caravan camped along his route didn't seem very helpful to the plight. Without warning, the entire Escort, several hundred strong, began slaughtering the entire Caravan, Looting as they went. Abdul tried to stop them, noticing many a faithful business partner be slew, but instead of causing anything eventful or stopping the bloodshed, he was knocked out and sent off to the Arena. --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:8 Charisma:12 Intelligence:11 Agility:12 Endurance:7 Skill: Smooth Talker[you are able to talk people into stuff easier, in addition to getting lower prices at shops and higher job pay]. Ability: Rage-- can go into a controlled rage where his attacks are harder-hitting, much more intimidating, and charges are more successful. Preferred Weapon: Hasta --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: None. Left Hand: None. Torso: None. Head: None. Arms: None. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 8/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Not so, I use the same introduction for everyone. It's easier. You go to the tavern. Everyone stares at you, because, you know, you're covered in blood. But they stop after a while and you go sit...at a table? At the bar itself? Where?
Name: Abdul Massih Age: 23 Health: 7/7 Level: 1 Class: Gender: M Crime Committed: Wrong place at the worst time Physical Description: Strongly Arabian. Dark, long Greasy hair. Yellow-Blue eyes, 5'11", Medium build, 155 lbs. Biography: Abdul was born into a wealthy Caravan family, Travelling frequently along the Silk Road. Their most frequent cargo was exotic spices from India and sometimes as far as China, though those were rare. Well anyway he had frequent contact with both European, particularly Roman, and Asian cultures. In the process he learned his native language, Arabic, as well as some useful bits of Roman and Hindi here and there. Eventually after his parents retired somewhat, he took up the family Caravan along with his multiple Brothers and sisters (without Islam in existence yet, there wasn't nearly as much sexual discrimination). He grew even wealthier with innovative routes to cut time and having many different contacts handed down from his parents (to get the best deals).....Then IT happened. On a hot, lazy night near Egypt, he happened to be on watch for the night when he noticed a group of Romans centralized around what seemed to be a man in Silk and gold, both of which were Goods he carried. He appeared quite agitated, and seeing a Large Caravan camped along his route didn't seem very helpful to the plight. Without warning, the entire Escort, several hundred strong, began slaughtering the entire Caravan, Looting as they went. Abdul tried to stop them, noticing many a faithful business partner be slew, but instead of causing anything eventful or stopping the bloodshed, he was knocked out and sent off to the Arena. --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:8 Charisma:12 Intelligence:11 Agility:12 Endurance:7 Skill: Smooth Talker[you are able to talk people into stuff easier, in addition to getting lower prices at shops and higher job pay]. Ability: Rage-- can go into a controlled rage where his attacks are harder-hitting, much more intimidating, and charges are more successful. Preferred Weapon: Hasta --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: None. Left Hand: None. Torso: None. Head: None. Arms: None. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 8/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 8/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
A medicus was a surgeon or doctor in Ancient Rome...that's just their name. That's like if I called a table "table" and you said that I stole the word, lol.
You sit down at a table, someone is sitting at every table though there are still spots(you can't sit by yourself). Who will you sit by?
A) Lone guy in the corner wearing a black tunic with hood pulled up over his face. Silent. B) Large group of people, both men and women, talking and laughing loudly. C) A man and a woman, both silent but drinking. D) A small group of people, all men. Whispering.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 8/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
Name:Caligula Maximus Age: 24 Gender:M Level: 1 Health: 8/8 Class: Myrmidon. Crime Committed:Treason Physical Description:tall,black hair,brown eyes,slight tan,not very toned (muscles) Biography:Lived a young life in a family of Socii, from the gauls who came from germany as refugees and joined the roman army, but i saw what they did to the Gaulish they saw me and knew i wasn't one of them, after plotting i stole army food and various things and delivered to them. But one night i was caught and end up here --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:12 Charisma:10 Intelligence:10 Agility:10 Endurance:8 Skill: Scavenger[because of the time you spent stealing food from the army, you are better not only at finding things, but you are more resilient and able to handle food and water deprivation better]. Ability: Finesse i can do some fancy rolls and whatnot to confuse the brutes who are dumb Preferred Weapon: Sica Trained: Basic Shield Skill. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: Sica. Left Hand: . Torso: None. Head: Galea. Arms: Right Manica. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
You sit down at the table with the hooded man in the black tunic. He tilts his head up ever so slightly to look at you. "What do you want?" he demands in a deep, gravelly, commanding voice. It's quiet though, so you have to lean in to hear it. "Make it quick."
Name: Abdul Massih Age: 23 Health: 7/7 Level: 1 Class: Gender: M Crime Committed: Wrong place at the worst time Physical Description: Strongly Arabian. Dark, long Greasy hair. Yellow-Blue eyes, 5'11", Medium build, 155 lbs. Biography: Abdul was born into a wealthy Caravan family, Travelling frequently along the Silk Road. Their most frequent cargo was exotic spices from India and sometimes as far as China, though those were rare. Well anyway he had frequent contact with both European, particularly Roman, and Asian cultures. In the process he learned his native language, Arabic, as well as some useful bits of Roman and Hindi here and there. Eventually after his parents retired somewhat, he took up the family Caravan along with his multiple Brothers and sisters (without Islam in existence yet, there wasn't nearly as much sexual discrimination). He grew even wealthier with innovative routes to cut time and having many different contacts handed down from his parents (to get the best deals).....Then IT happened. On a hot, lazy night near Egypt, he happened to be on watch for the night when he noticed a group of Romans centralized around what seemed to be a man in Silk and gold, both of which were Goods he carried. He appeared quite agitated, and seeing a Large Caravan camped along his route didn't seem very helpful to the plight. Without warning, the entire Escort, several hundred strong, began slaughtering the entire Caravan, Looting as they went. Abdul tried to stop them, noticing many a faithful business partner be slew, but instead of causing anything eventful or stopping the bloodshed, he was knocked out and sent off to the Arena. --------------------------------------------------------------------- You have 50 points to distribute among the following attributes. Strength:8 Charisma:12 Intelligence:11 Agility:12 Endurance:7 Skill: Smooth Talker[you are able to talk people into stuff easier, in addition to getting lower prices at shops and higher job pay]. Ability: Rage-- can go into a controlled rage where his attacks are harder-hitting, much more intimidating, and charges are more successful. Preferred Weapon: Swords --------------------------------------------------------------------- Right Hand: None. Left Hand: None. Torso: None. Head: None. Arms: None. Legs: Cloth Leggings. Feet: None.
