Arena entry
A long time ago in a realm not to different from midevil England a group of marauders ravaged the countryside and put fear in the hearts of many a village. One such village was the home to Garret Forrest. Garret was like any normal village boy with average interests and an average life. Well that was until the marauders came to his village. They attacked fiercely and without mercy, easily overwhelming the village untrained militia. Garret nearly escaped the marauders in the forrest where he hid and watched his world destroyed, but one grizzly marauder found him and knocked him unconscious. By some form divine intervention or an untimely form of luck this marauder got in a arguement with the leader of the band, so he decided to take Garret as his own prisoner. Well the marauder began to think, what kind of marauder pillaged alone. So instead of killing or selling Garret into slavery the marauder took him in and trained him in the ways of combat, keeping control of him by a silver circlet that he forced Garret to wear at all times. Garret learned fast the arts of combat and excelled at the sword and as he rose in strength the marauder rose in the number of men under his control until they both were at their pinicle. Through the long years of training Garret never forgot what happened to make him be in this situation and vowed to take revenge on all the marauders one day. After his training was complete only one thing stood in the way of his vengance, the circlet that he was forced to wear. Deviously his mind concocted a way to free himself of the circlets power without exposing his plans. Getting the marauder drunk one night, Garrret was able to wrench away the secret to the circlet's power and then kill the marauder. Free of any chains that bound him to a life of service to marauders Garret donned a black mask studded with amythest, a black coat, the red scarf of his former master, and an amythest necklace which was the last thing he had from his village and began his search for the gang of marauders that had destroyed his village. It took him one year to find them and then another year to gain the trust of thier leader. Once in the leaders trust he secretly planned a coup against the leader, a coup he knew would fail. Covering ever step he took Garret seemed to remain a ghost to both the uprisers and the leader. Then the faithful day of the rebelion took place on the outskirts of a ruined city of a fallen empire. The leader's faithful men attacked first since Garret had slipped them the names of the uprisers. As the bloodshed unsewed Garret slipped into the private tent of the leader. Acting as if he was there to protect the man, he was let in and slowly had the leader drop his guard. Garret faced the leader, slowly taking off his mask and drawing his sword, and laughed. The leader was horrified at Garret's laugh and the fact that someone dared to draw a blade to him. One swing was all it took and that look of horror remained on his face for eternity a statement to the world of Garret's, later known as the Masked One, utter vengance.
