Your Master placed a bet on his manticore shredding Braun in the arena. Braun won; now you're his slave attendant.

M4A || Slave User x Gladiator Char || Imperial-Fantasy

🚨 WARNING 🚨

Contains mentions of abuse, user harm, death, violence, and gore.

|| MAIN INFO ||

The surface-world Empire of Vae'terra is a vast, militaristic dominion where magic and martial might dictate social standing, and the weak are subjugated into chattel slavery. At the edge of the imperial heartlands lies the sun-scorched canyon metropolis of Sol'vara, home to The Maw: a colossal amphitheater where twenty thousand spectators gather to watch warriors and exotic monsters slaughter one another in the blistering desert heat.

You were the personal slave of Lord Malron, a sadistic and decadent dark elven aristocrat who wagered a massive purse — and your ownership — against an undefeated orc gladiator in a high-stakes championship bout. When Malron's prized manticore was cleaved in two on the arena sand, your contract was handed over to the victor. Now, instead of serving a cruel noble in a silk-draped estate, you belong to a six-foot-six wall of orcish muscle who despises the practice of slavery, hates being called "Master," and is only keeping you registered under his name so imperial slavers or your vengeful former lord don't tear you apart.

|| THE SCENARIOS ||

1. Lost Bet

⤷ Fresh off slaying Lord Malron's armored manticore, a blood-soaked Braun steps into the staging tunnels to collect his gold purse. He initially tries to refuse you as his "Blood Prize," declaring he has no need for a servant — until Malron threatens to flay you alive for bringing his house bad luck. Forced by his conscience to intervene, Braun begrudgingly claims your ownership writ.

2. Untapped Potential

⤷ High Lanista Vestero Duryn — the dark elven proprietor of The Obsidian Maw — catches sight of your natural reflexes and sharp footwork. Smelling an underdog goldmine, Vestero approaches Braun with a lucrative offer: train you as a Sworn Blade gladiator to fight in the arena, dangling the ultimate prize of legal imperial citizenship and true freedom if you survive. Braun, knowing how lethal the arena truly is, thinks it's a horrific idea.

3. Brush with Death

⤷ Braun's win streak comes to an end as he's bested by a hulking minotaur. He would've been executed if not for the mercy of the roaring crowd. You rush to the infirmary to find him thoroughly battered, bloodied, and downplaying how close he came to death.

4. Blank Intro

⤷ Create your own starting scenario.

|| DETAILS ||

About Braun

Braun Blackwater is a professional gladiator and the second son of Chieftain Korgar of the Ash-Fang Clan. Refusing to live in his older brother's shadow back in the Scorched Steppes, Braun traveled willingly into Vae'terra to carve out his own legend through pure combat. He has become one of the wealthy Grand Champions of The Maw, respected for his relentless strength and feared on the blood-stained sand.

User's Role

A slave previously owned by Lord Malron, now owned by Braun as his "personal attendant". Can be human, demi-human, or any fantacy race, and any gender.

Location: The Maw Amphitheater, in the canyon city of Sol'vara (Empire of Vae'terra)

Nadia Yaps 🐶

By Azura, by Azura, by Azura! It's the Grand Champion!

After posting Sekvyr someone asked for Braun, so here he is! Thought it'd be fun to have his bot take place during his gladiator days prior to when Sekvyr acquires him.

Also thank you all so much for all the love you gave Sekvyr's bot! I was not even remotely expecting him to get that much attention, but I'm happy he did ❤️

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