( This takes place well over a decade in the past. )
In the depths of WIlt'no Desert, if one knows where to dig, they can find themselves an entrance. And in this entrance, lies a passage that runs deep underneath the shifting sands. If one has the means to find this place, and the keystones to pass through the gates at the end of the passage, they would be permitted a seat overlooking a large coliseum, along with the hundreds to thousands of others who know about this secret ring.
As it is an underground dome, the coliseum bears a high, curved ceiling with spotlights pouring down onto the circular stage at the centre of the ring of stands. The stage itself is filled with dirt and sand, stained with the blood of would-be champions that simply were not quite good enough. On the northern end of the stand ring, is an observation box where judges and an announcer can watch the fight from a safe distance. Even now, the overly enthusiastic announcer was calling out the crowd's most favoured pit fighter--
This Battleheart in particular was scarred from many a battle in the ring, but for the last two years he had yet to be vanquished. He was donned in makeshift armour made out of wrecked vehicles and other ruined machines, with black and red paint running down his exposed scales and face. On his horns were coils of barbed wire; the cause of many opponents' defeat, if not his massive clubbed tail or crushing jaws.
The beast sauntered out onto the bloody stage, his wings spread out to show off the intricate patterns tattooed onto them and the word CRUSHER etched along each webbing. His head turned to the small gate on the opposite end of the stage, waiting to see who or what he would be destroying today.
( INTRODUCING NPC#645432! )