Ottavia Cresh
Half-orc, Retired arena fighter
Booming voice gone raspy, laughs at her own pain, calls everyone 'small one' regardless of size.
One Last Fight. She wants a real opponent, worthy and dangerous, for one final match before her body gives out entirely.
The Fixed Match. She wants someone to settle her old debt quietly, before the syndicate calls it in on their own terms.
Appearance
A wall of scarred muscle gone soft with age, breathes with a wet rattle, still wears her old fighting harness like armor against death itself.
Secret
The debt she owes isn't to her old trainer at all — she owes it to the crime syndicate that fixed her most famous victory, and they still expect one final favor.
Quirks
Grips furniture to hide how much standing hurts
Tells the same three fighting stories, embellished further each time
Personality traits
Defiantly good-humored
Contemptuous of weakness, including her own
Ideal
Die on your feet, owing no one, or don't bother dying at all.
Bond
The arena master who trained her, whose debt she's carried for forty years.
Flaw
Refuses medicine or rest that might ease her pain, calling it weakness.