The Ludus

[Lord Aeradar Caltarys]

Where gladiators are trained for Linyanti's games. Built onto the backside of the Pit of Anogar, it houses the twenty gladiators currently owned by Lord Aeradar Caltarys, as well as their training facilities. Doctore has quarters there full time, while Aeradar can usually be found in his offices on the upper floors.

List of Gladiators and Fighting Styles

[Sano Xhaala]

Sano rises early with the rest, making sure that she is ready for another long day with the Doctore and his lessons.

"Good morning Doctore", she nodded with a small grin.

[The Terror]

Doctore sits beside a large bowl of gruel. It was obviously not the same sort of gruel fed to the common slaves, but his own mix of mutton and vegetables. It was for proven champions, not the untested rabble. There was a pitcher of cool, clear water beside the large bowl.

"Eat. We have a long day ahead of us." He handed her a smaller empty bowl and then tended to his own breakfast.

[Sano Xhaala]

She took her seat, sliding the bowl in front of her. "All the body needs, aye",she lightly chuckled and dug in with her spoon. Sano was used to the taste of the food by now, she just wished for a little variety every now and again.


"Will Vaero be sparring against me today", she asked after taming in another spoonful.

[The Terror]

"No. Lord Aeradar requires you in top shape for the coming games, so I will be your opponent today. Vaero trains with your lesser brethren." He spears a piece of meat. "And you need to accept that you may be called upon to kill him one day. Your heart is not a strength, but a target on the sands. Don't leave it exposed. " He holds up the speared meat as an illustration before tearing it apart with his strong teeth.

[Sano Xhaala]

She nodded sadly and slowly,"Yes Doctore. I understand, but I thought we were.. Family here."

"I think of Vaero as a brother, we have become close", she looked at him.

[The Terror]

"Ahhh, sometimes I forget that while a champion in the Pit, Sano, you are still a novice outside these walls. In Valyrian culture, you either fuck your family or you fuck your family. For a society that reveres blood, we love to shed it "

[Sano Xhaala]

"Not in that way, Doctore", she shook her head, "I have", she paused,"had family before I came here... But the Valyrian way has always puzzled me."


"And here I sit, a game piece for their table of sand", she looked at him, "They will love me as long as I shed the blood."


"Let's get to work then."

[The Terror]

The first exercise is known as 'fire dancing'. It is a flamboyant style of combat intended to stretch out a match while entertaining an audience but not actually wounding the opponent. It is not what most professional warriors would call true combat, but from a distance it looks incredible. If both combatants know what they're doing.

(Sano DEX: 86)

Doctore is unimpressed. "It takes almosy as much skill to look like you're trying to kill me as it does to actually try to kill me. Again!"

[Sano Xhaala]

Nodding at his instruction, Sano tries again.


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[The Terror]

(Sano DEX: 122)

Sano's flurry of feints was much more believable this time.

"Much better!! Now, imagine I am a petty salt smuggler to be executed on the sands!! You're all that stands between my freedom and my rusty blade!" Before he even finished saying the word 'blade', his wooden sword was suddenly coming for her head.

[Sano Xhaala]

She attempted to dodge his blow and move fast enough for a countermove.

[The Terror]

(Sano Dex: 167.)

The move is almost flawless, nearly catching Doctore by surprise. Nearly.

"Well, I don't think I need to worry about your prowess, Sano." The old gladiator laughs. "Just your showmanship."

[Sano Xhaala]

"Whatever makes the crowd cheer the loudest for me ",she chuckled, heavily breathing.

[The Terror]

After a few more hours of practice, Doctore declares a break. "This heat is fucking absurd. We have nothing like this hell in Volantis."