Krankas was once one of the kingdoms top Gladiators, he fought in the fight pits and city's arena, gaining coin, fame and glory, there was a time when he was the talk of the city, he held the crowds in the palm of his hand and people from all over the kingdom came to see him fight!

Wealth, fame and women where his, there where none who could stand against the Gladiator in combat!

In time, Krankas had made enough coin to purchase his freedom, but before he left the life of a fighting slave behind, he agreed to fight one last time, the allure of the Arena and roar of the crowd proving too strong a pull for him to resist!
Unfourtunately for Krankas, this last fight proved to be one too many... He lost, sustaining hideous injuries and spilling his blood across the sand!

Close to death, Krankas only chance at survival was surrender, and so he dropped his weapons, and fell to his knees to beg the game editors mercy...
He was granted life, but retired from the arena a scarred, dissgraced and broken man.

In his hayday, Krankas was a tall, athletic, muscular man with shoulder length golden hair and a smile full of misscheif;

These days however, time, old injuries and drink have diminished the mans apperance somewhat, he still pocesses some strength and there are few more experianced, but now much of the muscle is shading to fat, lines mar the mans face, as do the hideous scars of his final Arena battle.