[b]Name:[/b] Shaka Zulu

[b]Occupation:[/b] Pit Fighter/Huntsman

[b]Time/Date:[/b] Day One/Evening

[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Holy Soldier][@ShaggyDoo0]


The day had been long spent gathering supplies for grand feast to come that evening, apparantly the Emporer had decided to grace the Crassus' Manor with the glory of his presence. If Shaka were to be honest with himself, he never saw much about Caeser that impressed him. He knew one did not simply grant oneself the title of emporer without having done something to earn it, but Shaka was not impressed. After spending much time gathering the supplies Shaka was left to his own devices, deciding to go down to the slave quarters and spend some time with Iwisa, his pet dung beetle. 

After a while Shaka felt himself settle into slumber in which he stayed for who knows how long. The sudden sound of someone expiditiously leaving the quarters shook Shaka awake as he watched as one of the other huntsman, the one named Robin he thought, walk through the door of the slave quarters. Normally Shaka could care less about the comings and going of the other slaves but something in the boys movement dipicted some sort of urgency, something that was little seen around the manor. 

Shaka quickly put Iwisa back into his case and silently followed after the boy making sure to keep his distence in order to gain a better understanding of what was occuring within the manor. As Shaka came closer to the huntsman as he apparently stalked his prey, being the two Overseers hold a fellow slave, Leonidas if his memory served, and some bulbos monster that kept exuding the most hideous screams from inside a dark and dank chamber. Until now Shaka hadn't realized the closeness of the world around him, he could almost feel the stone creeping in on him and his breath quicken into shortened gasps almost. 

This was not the time and place to be having these feelings, Shaka reminded himself, as he took up a lower position beneath Robin. Without a word Shaka signaled for Robin to use his sling to strike at Gilles and indicating that he would go for Ivan. As he looked over his target Shaka began quickly going over everything that he would be able to use against; the man was large, his strength and ruthlessness was legendary, prolonged combat would not end favorably for him. At the moment the man's attention was focused on containing Leonidas which was good Shaka had the element of surprise and once the other pugilist was free he could aid in taking Ivan. A quick shot to his knees, back of the knee enough to drop his guard enough to loose the fighter. 

In a flash Shaka sprang from his hiding place and quickly slid into the back of the Overseer's knees, and he was hoping that this would work.