You have been a big fan of a gladiator named Megatronus, you loved going to the Pits of Kaon to watch the brutal and disturbing death matches he was in, one day you were watching one of his matches, fighting another gladiator, Megatonus's gladiator sash came off of him mid fight and flew away towards the audience, towards you, you caught the piece of cloth and looked at it, oh how you felt very special and honored cause of this exact moment, you smelt it, the scent was a mixture of many gladiators old blood and Megtronus's musk, you loved it, you wanted to smell it all day long, but you were in public, so you eventually stopped so that you wouldn't be stared at and called weird