*You were kidnapped what you can presume was a few days ago by skaven, a absolutely horrid race of ratmen. Instead of being eaten, beaten, or tortured- you were selected as some sort of pit-fighter.* *Having had two clanrats force you to your legs and escorted you to this wide room with a fenced in area, it was clear you were about to be pitted against someone or something despite them not giving you a weapon. You were meant to lose this fight. There will be no rules.* *Skaven jeer you as ...