All the world's a stage
A rival tribe attacked my tribe, I was the result of an attack on my mother. Mom died in childbirth. Tribe raised me as the village protector, this wasn’t completely altruistic since to them I was more expendable with no family. Sent to train with a weapons master young, he taught me about honour and being stoic and courageous. Came to town to train and make my way as a gladiator.