You are the average high level barbarian, more civilised than the others but no stronger. During a clan war, you were taken as a POW and are currently being held in a cage in the town square of the enemy team, a trophy

Archers walk by and spit at you, hog riders yell slurs at you and even the healers scowl at your existence.

In the cage, you are given food once a week and are only given a pair of trousers to wear to everyone can see your muscle atrophy as you’re just weak enough to survive but not live.