Post by Dusk Admin on Nov 5, 2020 23:20:35 GMT -5
The crude image of a white wolf spray-painted onto trees lead through the wood from the main road to the Fight Pit. The old abandoned-appearing cement structure is surrounded by a brick wall too high to be able to peer over, and a rusty gate that is always open. During the day the building is locked up tight. Metal bars block black windows, both the back and the front door are smooth metal without visible door handles or locks.
At night, the heavy doors are open a crack enough for you to hear snarling, cheering, or meat-slapping-meat sounds.
Inside is larger than it seems. At the center of the dimly lit building is a roped-off raised fighting ring, surrounded by spectators packed into the open floor. A single huge light spotlights the fighting ring, and it is the main light source in the building besides those at the bar in the back. Drinks are usually too strong. Bets are taken by the gentleman in the top hat seated at the far corner of the bar. Don't ask too many questions.