Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24793042-20150820043328/@comment-10197675-20150828173055

Hearing a call from a guard the Orc readied himself as the arena was almost prepared. He could feel the anticipation growing from within him as he slowly walked down an open corridor towards the great arena, he held his left arm up t his chest and right to his side as the sound of the crowd intensified the further the Orc walked down the corridor, its echo could be felt through the dirt that the Orc walked upon and as the Orc entered the arena he plunged his Sword into the ground with the knowledge that the brawl would be fought barehanded. He looked a around the massive stadium slowly turning in a circle, many people were looking down at him, waiting for their yearning of blood, violence and death. The Orc then waited for his opponents to show, and the uproar of the crowd marked that...

(Is the orc still facing the monster of the west?)