AOD: The pit of Glory

The man sitting in the chair above gestures with his finger , and the other prisoners are let out of their chains , then the man utters a single world "Ximicacan" with that the guards leave and the prisoners are left in the pit .

This all means nothing to griff

Then Griff gets punched in the face by another prisoner , as everyone begins attacking each other.

Griff responded by grabbing the puncher, breaking his neck and throwing him into someone else "Nickola we fighting together?" he asked ducking another attempted blow and stiking that guy in the stomach, he was an experiences brawler

"Of course" The now one eyed man replies as he picks one man up and throws him into another "We seem to be in some sort of gladiator pit , probably a test to see who will go on to larger arenas" he deducts.

"Better than death or labor" Griff caught a punch thrown at him and broke the arm at the Elbow

"I agree" Nikolai replies as he slams a man into the ground by his face.

"Think gladiators get laid here?" Griff asked as he broke a man's jaw, he knew good ones did most places for the good gladiator genes

"You're a real fucking ice cube you know that Griff?" Nikolai replies with a laugh as he powerbombs one of the other fighters into the hard ground , cracking his neck with an audible 'snap!'.

"Lot of people out here today" he remarked on how many they had taken down, noting potential fighters were beginning to keep their distance from Griff and Nickola

Nikolai nods "Our captors are most likely conquerors " He replies with a nod .

"They seemed like such nice chaps" He caught a jump kick aimed at him and through the kicker to the ground smashing a foot upon his face.

Nikolai rolls his eyes at the sarcasm as he twists the arm of a fight and slams his head into the wall. Soon enough they're the only two conscious fighters left.

Griff had no intention of fighting nickolia, he looked at the old man in the chair, chairs being a universal sign of authority

The old man points at the two and says the same word he said to trigger the fight "Ximicacan"

Griff gave a shrug, he had no idea what the word meant but stayed wary

Name:Captain Bartholomew "The Cannibal" Morgan
Age:29
Gender: (Patriarchy and Chauvinism exist in this world as well btw)male
Nation of Origin : (for now everywhere but Inchulu , Manchun , and Nippon) Albion
Background : (A bit of detail please) The son of a Albinic sheep farmer and a seamstress. He served in the navy as a young lad , until his ship came under mutiny and he was as such branded a criminal . Bart decided that if he was gonna be forced to be a criminal he'd be a damn good one. It's been years since then and he and his "Cannibal Pirates" have become notorious on the Atlantic since then.


ight:6'0
Body shape: muscular
Hair style/color: Neck length , blonde , unkept and tied up by a bandana
general facial appearance: several scars , yellow eyes , stubble ,
Items/strange features: A massive tattoo of  jolly roger on his back, he seems to be grinning near constantly

Equipment

Weapons: large cutlass , four flintlock pistols , three daggers
Armor: Second verse same as the first)none , just wears clothes
Pets: Hell Hawk (mini Phoenix)
Special items: (Flying carpet,genie lamp,magic ring) his ship , The Nemesis

Skills: Swordsmanship , sailing , commanding,gun play


Traits:tough , high pain tolerate , tenacious , strong ,

Name: Jack Ronin
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Nation of Origin : Raised in the Estalian countryside
Background : Jack is a half demon with ancestry from nippon several generations back. Many Nippon traditions were lost in his family through the generation, but the art of the blade and blade smithing were not among them, and they remain masterful with both. Jack is quite skilled with eastern and to a lesser extent estalian martial arts, as a half demon he was a natural learner. Jack was consumed by a wanderlust at a young age and bid his family farewell to travel, eventually taking work on a pirate ship. He took the name ronin as it refereed to wandering warriors from his family's homeland

Appearence

Height: 5 ft 4
Body shape: lean
Hair style/color: long and dark straight hair
general facial appearance: He is very attractive, like a pretty and exotic lass honestly, a bit of nippon and a bit estalian.
Items/strange features: Red eyes

Eqipment

Weapons: A magical katana, it is nearly impossible to dull or break and cannot be safely weilded by others, it almost seems to turn on them. It has black and gold on the hilt
Armor: Albion jacket and trousers, rarely wears a shirt
Pets:
Special items: (Flying carpet,genie lamp,magic ring)

Skills: Estalian and nippon swordsmanship training (mainly the later), eastern martial arts, bilingual, can read, basic sailing skill
Traits: superhuman reflexes, quick, graceful, agile, has hidden demon powers, strong for his size and build

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Nikolai turns to him "I think he want us to fight , so just pretend to beat me up and I'll throw the fight okay?

Griff hits his friend in the gut feeling kinda shit about it

Nikolai curls over in pain , throwing a purposely sloppy punch at Griff.

Griff dodges and struck a blow to the jaw so as not to drag this out

Nikolai falls , completely unconscious.

The old man begins to clap as guards begin streaming out again.