There it is, now to be brought in. Achek thought as he took in the daunting sight of The Pit. Even from this distance he could smell the tang of blood, hear the roar of the crowd. The information seemed accurate enough, The Pit was a travesty to The Earthmother and must be delt with. Seeming to strain to hear something, the young tauren cocked his head to the side and closed his eyes as a breeze rattled through the leaves. Once the breeze ended the shaman slowly opened his eyes and rose to his full height. Very well. As the shaman began his stride toward The Pit he slipped his hands into his weapons immediately they were imbued with the elements Wind and Fire. He was going to need to be taken seriously as a fighter if he had any hopes of his plan working.
Belying his resolve, any rustle of leaves caused Achek's fists to clench onto their grips. After Achek was getting ready to abandon hope of being abducted the sound of many things bursting through the leaves shattered the relative serenity of the forest. Turning warily, the shaman found himself surrounded by a motley crew of thugs. Shifting his feet, Achek took a fighting stance while bringing up his weapons. "You're a big fella aren't ya?" the Dwarf directly in front of him questioned, disdain dripping from his words. Achek's eyes swept his field of vision eyeing each of his assailants, the lack of response from his quarry angered the Dwarf. Leading the attack, the Dwarf raised his weapon and gave the signal for them to capture the shaman. As the Dwarf charge him Achek sought to slam both of his weapons into the man, he had to make this fight convincing. Achek's claws found their mark, knocking the Dwarf off of his charge. The two flanking the Dwarf rushed Achek as well, forcing him to take a step back and dodge their swings. Achek continued slowly stepping back and lashing out with his weapons, momentarily forgetting the group behind him.
The three men he was fighting gave him no time to asses what the remaining group was doing, they continued pushing him backward as he continued to tear into them with his weapons. Bringing his main hand down onto the Dwarf, Achek felt the power of Wind surge through him as he was enveloped in the Windfury. The two assisting the dwarf momentarily paused seeing the force behind the Tauren's attack. What the two said next caught the shaman off guard, "Almost there." As the shaman attempted to figure out their intent, he took a step back only to feel the ground give beneath him. Falling backward into the dug out pit, Achek lost consciousness as his head struck the ground.
When he came to, Achek found himself face down a few feet from the pit. After attempting to bring his hands forward to help right himself, it became apparent that he was bound. Voices came to him outside of his view, "I'm sure not carrying him all the way back, I helped hoist him out. I don't get paid enough to haul this beast around." The Dwarf's voice responded with authority, "Wake him up and force him to walk in." Noticing his quarry was already awake, "Ah good, stand him up and march him to the cells. Boss should like this one." Once they neared the entrance, Achek's assailants covered his eyes as they led him through what seemed like a labyrinth. As they walked voices echoed to them, growing in volume and clarity, clearly he was being taken to someone. Anger coursed through one of the voices, clearly as disturbed as he was over The Pit's actions. Finally he was stopped and the blindfold removed, only to reveal a cell in front of him. One of his assailants attempted to shove him in, clearly not used to dealing with a Tauren because his push had little effect. Getting the message, Achek walked into the cell only to find his binding come undone as the cell door closed.
The Tauren, while rubbing his wrists, turned to face out of the cell to see what was transpiring. Apparently a fight had just ended, judging by the demeanor of the other Gladiators it had been successful. "They are quite sure of themselves, keeping so many prisoners," the Shaman's deep voice rumbled as he looked over every combatant in his view.