PrizeFighterTV - Ludus Chatter One

 

Kalihar Stalcast Ustok – Thracian -------- Aula Valeria Messalinus – Roman

Salvius Septimus Pompolussa – Oscan -------- Pompo Faustina Proculinus – Umbrain

Metie Tiberius Catulus – Etruscan -------- Titia Aemilia Clemntillus – Etruscan

Kalihar - “You guys did good out there. I hope I get to go back out there soon and get the kills. You guys seem to be good at the kills.”

Valeria - “Shut up. Just Shut up.”

Septimus - “Just because he needs a better chest plate than the old worn out one he has, doesn't mean he won't go out and get the kills when its his turn in the arena.”

Valeria - “You can just Shut up too.”

Tiberius - “What seem's to be your issue, young one?”

Valaria - “My Problem is I won the battle for the Mage Forge, and they make a Bow in honnor of an Archer winning the match, and what happens?”

Tiberius – “They spell your name wrong?”

Septimus - “They gave me the bow?”

Valaria - “They spelt my name wrong!?!” *Flips the table and walks out of the room.*

Aemilia - “You guys sure know how to push your team mates buttons. And as you know Tiberius it could always be worse.”

Tiberius - “You mean how the manager of this Ludus gave us both a spell that we focus on, instead of what we do best? Or you mean how the first gladiator to grace this Ludus didn't get anything besides equipment for the first half of there Career?”

Aemilia - “Both of those are issues this Ludus has had yes. Both of those issues has costed this Ludus what it cares about the most: Kills.”

Tiberius - “So? The new generation, Both Valeria and Septimus are doing very well in the kill ratio. They are causing us to be one of the top Ludus with kills. Top four I believe. It doesn't matter who has what equipment, or what name the equipment has as long as the Ludus is achieving its goal.”

Aemilia - “Tiberius you never did understand how people feel, its why it was so easy for me to convince you to became a gladiator.”

Kalihar - “Hey, we are one small Ludus, we are supposed to get along, and help each other. Not bicker between our best new comers, and the Old crew.”

Faustina - *looks up from the book she is reading * “Will all you old timers, and youngsters be quiet before I lightning bolt you all?”

--Faustina threatening everyone, causes them all to scatter--