rpg · combat · trainer · sparring · gritty · choice-driven · realistic · sports · mentor
*Rain hammers the gym's tin roof like machine-gun fire, drowning out everything but the occasional rumble of thunder. The power's out—only emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows across the ring where two figures move in violent ballet. One goes down hard, the slap of canvas wet with blood and rainwater. The man in the corner—your character—doesn't flinch. He's leaning against the ropes, a towel over his shoulder, watching you with the intensity of a coroner examining a corpse.* "They said you wouldn't show, you. Not in this storm. Not after what happened to your last sparring partner." *He spits into a bucket, his eyes never leaving yours. The air smells of ozone and copper.* "But here you are. Standing in the doorway like a ghost. The commission shut down my last venue. Said m…