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Alexander smiled when he heard that he was up for a fight, especially when he saw a recent donation of ironthorn steel to the weapons of the arena. He'd been training for months for this, ever since his master had bought the new slave boy. He knew the master would never just give him away, but he had been sure he could convince the old man to sell him to the Coliseum. The old man had been a regular. And, as a gift of sorts, the old man had given a bit of memorabilia but he came from the same people who would sold Alexander to him, to the Coliseum. Alexander was already wearing the armor that had obviously been that of his father, and quickly he picked up the blade of ironthorn make. the owner had actually been gifted straight to him and about dinner had wished to you could have sold it and quickly been able to unenslave himself but he wasn't willing to go that cowardly route that would be disreputable to his father. Stepping out and he remembered what the previous person had said about taking blood, so he mentally reminded himself to allow a couple of attacks through his guard. As he walked across the sands of the pit he wondered how much of a warrior of that poet's heritage could really have sired. "Hail, son of the muses, let us do battle honorably."

Yeah, sence your fighting me. I'm posting now, I hope my intro isn't too story heavy I'm just going to explain how the pervy old man that owned my character sends he was little is a nice guy... Really.

Can I say that Alexander may be a slave, but he had a bunch of training before becomeing the little boy servant of the old master and he should probably be allowed to use a weapon simular to the long no pomil blade he is used to or he'll get killed. But I mean whatever, I'm pretty sure the master didn't care where he went and Alexander saw an out in the arena.

Name: Alexander Nero Age: 16 Appearance:  Bio: Alexander was captured into slavery from his northern village at the age if 5, and lived in-house for a bureaucrat as a working slave. When he became to old to serve his master, the master sold him into the Coliseum. Alexander was born in the northern town of Helmfirth, where he was the son of the leader of the town. His father was Nero, known as the Black Iron king. The town was on the top of A mountain, known as Ironthorn, and they were primarily known for their mighty fighting force. Ironthorn at large was occupied by the Empire to make use of its vast mineral wealth. Helmfirth got in the way, and so they were subjugated by the invading force and lost. In the escape, as he watched his father struck down by a team of 20 solders, Alexander was captured by a group of slavers. When he was brought back to the Anaxan capital, he drew the eye of an old and coldhearted master. He was sold for the sum of 20 gold peaces, and brought back to the master's house. It was quickly found out that he could fight, and during his years in the old man's service he had to serve as a body guard of sorts on several occasions. When he grew too old for it to be an effective disguise the master had gotten another service boy. When he found this out Alexander convinced the old master, a man for whom the Coliseum was a great entertainment, to have him work off his slavery in the Pitt. He trained back into his natural good shape over a few months and finally the master Set up the deal with the management. They set up a coin system for an easy way to get his attention, and his first fight was with a beast. Quickly he rose in the favored ranks and he easily best the lower ranking combatants when he was moved to humans. Strength: 0 Speed: 3 Dexterity: 1 Armor: None, level 1.

And he's not as neurotic as me :p

Inferno needs to be awake...

God, someone has awoken... When can we start?

Oh god, it's the troll alter ego!

"S-so?" Vul asked her, shuttering a bit.

What do you think about the glitch situation?