“Since the death of my first fighter my career has taken a new twist.  The young humanoid I acquired has opened new profit ventures.  His name is Thracian ‘that which fights’ in gutter Lolabian.  As long as he performs in the arena and makes money along the fighting circuit I’m happy.  He is amazing!  He only touches a weapon and knows how to use it.  Practicing makes him an expert killer with it.  Physically no foe in the sport consortium can stand against him.  His genetics are uncanny, and I pity the dumb gutter bruits he will fight.  My medical says his metabolism is geared three times higher than the humanoid norm.  This gives him killing speed and terrible strength.  He is a born killer and will dismember all foes piece by piece.  But, there’s this weak side within.  He gets mad if you call him a butcher.  A simple boyish attitude keeps him down, which may cause problems in the near future…”  The private log of Cyrus Mohoan.