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As the arena master, you watched from the high box as a massive northern champion took the sand. He didn't carry a shield. Instead, he carried the curse, or perhaps, its gift.

The air in the grew colder the moment the longships from the far north touched the southern shores. They called themselves the Kirrmans , a tribe of fierce warriors who brought with them a secret that even the seasoned masters of the Blackthorn Arena couldn't quite fathom. The Arrival of the Beast Blackthorn.Arena.The.Roar.from.the.North-CODEX....

For generations, your family held the Blackthorn Arena, the oldest in the realm, until shame stripped it away. Now, having returned as a nameless merchant to buy back your legacy, you face a new threat: "The Roar from the North". As the arena master, you watched from the

: Among the chaos, you found an opportunity to recruit one of the three unique northern champions, a warrior who could bridge the gap between human strategy and beastial rage. The air in the grew colder the moment

: You outfitted your champions in the Kirrmans' specialized armor sets and armed them with unique northern weapons, preparing for the inevitable grand games.