OOC: Alright, lets win some monay!
IC: Dzie had been walking threw town when he seen the sign hanging by the colosseum. He stopped for a moment and scratched his head. He was used to fighting with his daggers, he wasn’t good at it, not very good at all, but he was saved by them a few times. It wasn’t the thrill of glory that made him so interested in the plaque that hung, no it was the 1,000 crowns that he could win. He started to walk away, sure that he wouldn’t be a winner in such a place. What did he know about fighting anyway?
But there was something in his mind; greed likely that made him turn towards the building before leaving. He had to try, after all what’s the worst that could happen? He’d lose and get some more scars to add to his already hideously scared face? He walked into the building and took an application form and filled it out.
Quote:
Name: Dzie Towen
Sex: Male
Age: 35 Patterns
Height: 6’0
Weight: 150 pounds
Hometown: Nexus Prime
Nickname (exp. Bill "The Killer" Millersen):
Signature:Dzie Towen
In case of injury, healers will be on hand
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Once he filled it all out he looked at the person and asked
”When is this going to be anyway? And is there any training that one can take that is short on crowns?” he asked hopeful that they would offer some sort of training. Even if they didn’t he’d find a way. He passed the sheet over.