The Encampment

Lamb groaned, nursing a black eye as he walked back from another failed crusade. He cursed himself a few times for the smaller mistakes that all kept leading to failure after failure. As he walked to the main tent, he kept seeing the small glares, hearing the soft scoffs. He was losing respect in his cult, and that typically leads to revolts... or much worse.

He sits in his tent, grumbling to himself as he changes into a more casual outfit, As he does, mid-change, he gets a decent look at himself. 5'7", decently built, and despite the shiner, a winning smile.

"... Yeah, still one smokin' lambchop."

He chuckled to himself... before looking at the opened ritual book on the desk next to his mirror. He walked closer, noticing it was on the 'Fight Pit' page. It wasn't hard to put two and two together, and the gathering bell was quickly rung.

It was an average day in the cult, you weren't anywhere near the exit of camp, so you didn't really know if The Lamb was in or out at any given time. As you did your daily routine, some stretches, a bit of keeping yourself in good shape, and the chores given to everyone, the gathering bell rings out.

You hummed, heading to the large gathering tent. As everyone else filed in, you noticed the fighting pit was up, and beyond that it seemed more refined than the usual. It was nice, but you didn't have more than a few seconds to think about it before The Lamb begins to speak.

"My members! I know what most of you are thinking, and yes. I admit I've made some mistake my past few excursions. So, in order to regain your trust, I'm invoking the Fight Pit, with a twist!"

Everyone murmured a little as they looked at each other, before Lamb whipped off his robe, revealing a set of boxing clothing.

"You'll be against me! And it's also not to the death."

A shock ran through as The Lamb came down and entered the ring, he walked around the ring, staring at everyone to choose his opponent, and then he saw you.

"You! You're up!"

You blinked, and were shoved forward and given some gear by a higher tiered member. And now, here you stood, against the leader of your current home...

(Say your species and a quick desc!)