Fury Panda

Relatively Generic Medieval Fantasy

@Avali ghost people

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Sounds good. I was wondering if revenants are normal in this world or if I just warltched some crazy shit.

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@RoccanIronclad
Hey so, I named your target Demitri, and made it so that my next stop is his fire to cook my RoUS for the street folk, I hope that's cool.

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Lug

@Overlord Thraka

Lug walked through the lowly quarter, with rattling in hand, and mother dragged behind. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a red woman speaking to one of the werelion. Lug had seen him before, but he felt something bad may happen to the man if left alone. At the least he could offer his home and meal for the night.

He approached the werelion as the red woman walked away. "Hello Stranger," he started "Want some dinner?! I just slayed this whole RoUS single handedly in glorious combat! It should make a meal fitting for a king, one I can't eat alone. @RoccanIronclad My friend Demetri should have the fire started by now. A feast for us street dwellers, what a sight to behold!"

Lug continued to speak, waiting for the werelion to interject.

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Izabel

Iz surveyed the room again. Attempting to find the least conspicuous place to sit down. This bar seemed anything if not conspicuous. So many people armored to the teeth. This was bound to be trouble. The man in metal continued to scream about his property standing over the broken man and his table. The rest of the bar didn't appear to have taken this all that seriously, so Izabel simply gave him his space.

She noticed a group of men surrounding a small girl, a mage of some sort by the look of her. This was a common sight in places like this, but the girl appeared overwhelmed by the male gaze and was burying her head into her hands. Izabel tried not to get involved "this is literally the worst time to start a fight with a bunch of men" she thought to herself "especially one with a mecha weapon." But, her feet moved quicker than her head, and she found herself injected into the situation just as the soldiers walked in from the outside. They seemed to be drawn to the yelling man instantly, allowing Izabel to speak her mind.

"Leave her alone you pricks..." she said calmly, putting her hand on her axe, looking all three men in the eyes...well at least two of them. One wore a strange mask, not unusual, but still menacing. "I don't want to have to beat the shit out of you, at least not in front of these army grunts."

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Oh god homicidal jar jar blinks outta Nowhere :”D

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@EldarionI umm 00aeef

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@EldarionI
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Lug

The rat like beast pounced at the large green orc, sinking its four razer sharp teeth into his leather arm pad. There was pain, but no blood drawn. "Dawn was right," the orc thought as he raised his maul to crush it's head "armor is very important." He brought his mace down, but the rat seemed to have noticed his intent and yanked on his arm tearing off the piece of leather. The mace narrowly missing the small creature. "Dawn was right," the orc thought again "this is no normal rodent."

Earlier that day

Lug sat on his favorite wooden stool, surrounded by the teared cloth of his home. He had tried his hand at fixing the holes once or twice, but took to simply placing items in front of them instead. The fire that burned in the center of the square tent let off enough heat for the cold blooded orc, and he had no complaints. "Things could be worse". His daily mantra. There was so much in this life worth living for that where you lived it didn't seem all that important. The biggest issue he faced was boredom. With the cold winter coming through, most others were spending more and more time inside.

The boredom set in and the orc got up, the fire was low, but still producing warmth, with no intent of wasting it, he called out to the groups of poor living around him and let them know that anyone without warmth was free to take his. A few took him up on his offer as he walked away.

As he was leaving the lowly quarter, a familiar face caught his eye. That of Dawn, one of the soldiers in the Royal Agarthan Military Police. Most people called them The RAMP, Lug had misheard this as RUMP when he first arrived in Agarthan, and was not one to change this misconception.

"Eh mizz Rump!" Lug bellowed from deep within his lungs, the taste of the onion he had eaten for breakfast filling the air around him.

"Lug, just the type of brute I've been looking for," she responded. Holding her hands tightly behind her back. She stood no taller than 5 foot with short brown hair just below human ears. Lug couldn't help but notice again how stunning she looked in her red and silver armor, almost reflecting her face in it's shine.

Lug wasn't sure what a brute was, but if Dawn was looking for him, he knew it would probably be fun.

"I had hoped you'd say that mizz Rump!" he expelled "what can I do for this fine city today!"

Dawn reported that there was Rodent of Unsettling Size in the sewers beneath the bazaar that had been harassing the patrons and traders. Lug's favorite kind of problem, messy and bloody. He accepted and made his way into the muck.

Present

Lug looked the RoUS in it's eyes as it swallowed the piece of leather whole. "Good luck you won't have to pass that later big one," he said toward the creature "on account of you being a dead rat boy." Lug pulled his second iron mace from his back and took position like a person ready to sprint for his life, he ran at the creature letting out a howl that shook the tunnel. Iron made contact with bone, and the creature fell lifelessly on the floor, it's head crushed between the two maces from left and right. The creature slid into the muck begining to be carried away by the flowing filth. Lug leaned over and threw the creature onto his back, knowing this would feed many of his friends in the lowlies, and made his way to the exit.

As he was about to climb the stairs, Lug heard a small squeek. Fearing there was another RoUS he sat his kill down and followed. The darkness became problematic as he made his way down a long tunnel, all the way following the noise. His darkvision helped him to see although with limited color depth, he could make out a small figure at the end. A nest, made up of clothing and other items he could only assume came from the bazaar above, in the nest sat a small RoUS, it's eyes just barely open. Alone, motherless.

Lug's heart skipped a beat, he remembered his first night after his mother left him to fend in the city himself. He nearly didn't make it through. But, like many creatures before, Lug could help this little one. He scooped the small creature up into his arms, no bigger than a small cat. Instinctively it bit into Lug, where the armor it's mother had eaten, had once been placed. Lug grabbed the mother by the tail dragging her behind as he made his way back to the lowly quarter.

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Alright fleshed him out abit.