Sup /v/, FWBro here. I have some more time, let's get back into it.

If you weren't here for the last 2 threads yesterday, you were a German Barbarian who was captured and forced to fight in the arena by Romans. Your first fight, you were thrown into the arena with a bunch of other naked slaves and forced to fight with wooden weapons against an armored executioner.

Managing to take the executioner down, you used the last of your water and your rags to patch up one of the slaves who received a nasty leg wound in the fight, and you all develop a primitive means of communication through universal gestures (You're all slaves from different areas of the world). Later, you are separated from the rest of the slaves to become a gladiator on your own. You take down another Gladiator on your own, first by disarming him and then defeating him in hand-to-hand combat. Throughout this fight and the others before, you were watched by a Roman Noble. You were brought before the Senate after this most recent bout, to discover that this noble was the emperor. You are given the name Antonius Vidius (Or as some of the players liked to call him, Antonius DickmcLargeHuge / Antonius DmcLH) and begin your career as a champion in the Arena.

This entire time, you've been experiencing psychological stress, being forced to fight for the very men who burnt your village to the ground and it manifests itself in dreams and other outlets. Eventually, you are placed in the Arena with many of the other slaves, armed with Leather Armor and a Spear, while they are dressed in mere rags and wooden weapons, / dull blades. One of the slaves ends up being the same slave that you had helped with a leg wound from earlier in the quest, and you manage to communicate that you should feign the fight and pretend to knock them all unconscious. (cont.)