The life of a pit fighter is not a fair one. There is no justice in the arena. Fights get rigged all the time. Weapons get blunted the night before the fight, spikes are hidden in armor to restrict movement, food is being spiked... if the masters of the arena and their powerful friends behind the scenes decide that you should lose, your fate is sealed.
Occasionally though, a gladiator will manage to defy the odds and win fights they are not supposed to win through sheer grit, stubbornness and luck. Such a gladiator puts the masters of the arena into a tricky situation. They and their friends have lost large sums of money by betting on the wrong outcome, but at the same time the crowd loves seeing underdogs win. If the victorious fighter doesn't simply get murdered in their sleep, they will be forced to face increasingly tougher opponents. This gives the crowd a spectacle while ensuring that the fighter eventually meets their end.
There was one fighter though that refused to die. This fighter is known simply as The Beast. A dwarf too angry to be bothered by wounds or poison. The Beast killed everything the masters of the arena threw at him. He survived sabretooth tigers, trolls, ogres, vampires, assassins and even a dragon. Eventually trying to kill The Beast became so costly that the masters of the arena were forced to grant him his freedom.
This sent The Beast into a downward spiral, because he had thoroughly enjoyed his time in the arena. Without the constant struggle for survival demanding all his attention, he suddenly had time to think! He quickly decided this wasn't for him and looked for a place to continue the life of fighting. No arena would take him, so he turned a place that swallowed fighters by the dozens every day: the cursed City of Sorrows.
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