Stories and Diary Entries of The Lost.
Last Note of Veit Gladischer
Description: In comparison to other notes, book fragments or stories found, it is in amazing condition mostly because this particular one was purchased by an individual that is apart of a nomadic clan. This said individual wishes to remain anonymous, but to say the least is a very good friend of mine and knows my adoration of collecting and archiving such findings.
The area here on this craft world that i reside on is particularly brutal. Specifically the city which I was born and raised in. The main entertainment that this boisterous city has to off is the gladiatorial fights. A large portion of the fights are to the death. Most that are forced to fight in these battles are slaves captured from war or criminals serving a sentence.
The fights truly do vary though and if you are stuck in a bad position you can always hope for the zombies. In the case of a zombie battle one has to fight off a fairly decent sized hoard. If you are lucky you just might get a sword possibly a few healing or strength potions depend whether there is a sponsor for you or not.
Then there are the fights to please the Arcane or Magic practitioners. For the Blood Mages the weapon that is used often just happens to be the Dagger of Sacrifice. With the Witches, both coven and solitary, they have battles set up where the pit the gladiators against the Demons so they may reap the resources to further their education and abilities in spell workings. Though for fun the will often cause terrible storms in the area so the fighters have 'more of a challenge' or to make it interesting.
Even with such a bloody entertainment and discipline system in place, the wealth of knowledge is astounding here. There is always a person willing to teach you something. Sadly I do not think everything I have learned in all these years I have walked these streets will save me from my fate at the end of a sword.
My dumbass self was caught with the traders guild Headmaster's daughter. Now usually that would have not been a problem, except for the endearing fact we were in our birthday suits. So because a ghost had stolen all of our clothes they arrested me instead of catching the thieving ghost. On what grounds you ask, fornicating with out asking the females father's permission. Who knew that was a law? I have to survive five matches. I do not think I will.
At least she was beautiful.
Veit Gladischer
Age 23
Note: Veit survived four of his five matches one eye witness has stated.