Jugger82
Singularity
- Joined
- Jul 23, 2010
- Location
- Blue Moon of Georgia
Nathan was one of the last two fighters in the town's fighting tournament, a tournament where anything goes, even death. Nathan prevailed, though he spared most of his victims. The prize for this tournament wasn't money, it was fame. The world thrived on the fame of many, and Nathan aimed to become one of the most famous fighters the world would have to offer. His last opponent in the tournament was an odd one. "Strange, since when did they let Momodos join the tournament?" He said to the lizardwoman on the other side of the arena. He took out his spear and stuck it in the ground, leaning against it as he sneered to her. "Ready to lose warrior?"