((In this roleplay, you can just join in as however you want. There is no bio form or plot. When you first say your chacater's name, please include a link as to what it looks like. Unlike msot NA roleplays, mine has a few chacaters that you can steal. Prince, King, and Queen. Prince-nice person, King and Queen- not so nice. And.... yea. The rest will be explained in the first post.))

Gotta get out of here, gotta escape. Those were the only words that came to mind as Shea paced back in forth. Her hooves clattered the stone floor as she pawed roughly. The guards took off her handcuffs and opened the large, metal gate. Her oppenont waited outside, a large man with two long swords. Suddenly, she didn't feel her legs. She was shaking, the hair on her horse body was standing on end. Her ears were flattened. In Shea's world, the Royal Family liked this sort of entertainment. A fight to the death, winner gets any item the loser once had, plus 100 gold pieces. Of course, this man wouldn't be happy to be fighting Shea. She was captured from her wild home about a year back and brought here. This was her first fight. In a desprate attempt to find anyone that would help her, Shea's green eyes rested on the Prince and his parents, the King and Queen. The Prince's face was horrified. The King and Queen's expressions were amused. They had never seen a centaur before. He had never seen someone die before.
I was going to die. Right now. She thought. I'm seventeen years old and I'm going to die.
But then someone else was thrown into the area with her and Shea's faint hopes rose.