Noah

"I was always looking outside myself for strength and confidence, but it comes from within. It is there all the time."

"Doubt whom you will, but never yourself."

Noah remembers little of his youth since he was taken at a young age. Brought into the fighting pits he started off training since day one. Put against animals of different shapes and sizes he was forced to fight if he wanted to survive. The training paid off in the end and he lived to see many years in the ring, the tattoos on his shoulders proudly showing that. Winning countless matches he was on top till one accident left him partly blind. 
With his sight lost he was useless to his owner and given to the owner of the fights to be used as a trainning dummy. Unable to see what was attacking him, only a simple blob- he tried to avoid and fight back...but it was pointless in the end. 

He would stumble about and trip,his skills all but left him with his confidence... The pit was all he knew, he was a spoiled 'child' that was praised for his good work and now he was on the bottom. He was the very things he first started training on- he knew what they felt and the pain he put them through. With this small awakening he takens the beatings and hits he recieves in the fights as a way to give back all he had done. Taking each hit as an apology for what he did to others.
He's not a quiet thug. 
With no world to see he has little to speak of.

But it all starts to brighten up...when put up to train against a Fumi named... Xoboon....