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Dris Mocitch

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The sound of laughter could then be heard in the other direction, and with its presence, the man slowly turned to face it. His brows furrowed at the noise, and his eyes narrowed all the while. Negan seemed less angered by this and more... intrigued. He paced on over to the rodent, keeping his smile up all the while. He stopped at only a few short feet from them, and it was at this point that he pointed the bat down at them.



"Well aren't you a cocky 'lil asshole?" he said. Up close, Dris could definitely make out the dried blood on the weapon. It seemed like it had been there a while, too. "Word to the wise, though..." Negan proceeded to kneel down next to the rat, getting right at eye level with him. "It really ain't wise to laugh at someone who didn't just crawl out of the worst smellin' dumpster - quite frankly ever." to prove his point, Negan sniffed in, before mouthing a gag. He turned and exhaled after doing so, before eyeballing them one last time...

And then he chuckled to himself and walked away.

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Dris looked up at the man, confused, and... A bit disgusted. They whispered to themselves; "... Hrng... Disgusting man-thing... can't even clean a weapon...". Their snout scrunched up, showing more of their disgust at the human's scent. Revolting...

But Dris turned their attention back to the other beast in the room... This... goat-thing...

Ralsei

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It was then that Dris arrived, sharing his own greetings. Though, Ralsei turned his head at the term 'fur-beast'. It wasn't wrong, but it seemed very informal. The way Dris had scampered up also managed to startle the prince.

And then the sniffing started. Ralsei couldn't help but blush, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Uh..."



"Hi... I'm Ralsei. Nice to meet you too!"

As for what Dris would smell... marshmallows. Ralsei smelled of marshmallows.

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The scent normally would have had Dris just as sickened... but... it was better than that human's scent! At least this... Ralsei... seemed to take pride in his appearance, like any honorable beast should!!

"Ralsei... I am Dris, yes-yes? Where you come from? Don't see many goat-beasts like you, not where I come from..." Dris's tail coiled up to the side, and they leaned away, having finished becoming 'familiar' with Ralsei's scent, and noticing how he looked a bit uncomfy. They wondered why Ralsei hadn't sniffed them back? Perhaps goat-things didn't greet each other the same way...

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Dris Mocitch

As Dris's laughter died down into a low, goblin-y chuckle, they took a moment to survey the room with a sly and sneaky grin on their face. Watching such a horrid man-thing face the consequences of it's actions brought such joy to the little rat! But... as they looked around, their smile shifted into a frown... So many... DISGUSTING man-things... Dris despised being stuck with them all! Their terrible, 'clean' scent that smelled of chemicals, the strange odor emitting from their strangely crafted clothes... Their voices, too shrill and high pitched for the Rat's sensitive ears...

"... Eugh..." They whispered, just to themselves, just for them to hear...

The rat took off their leather gloves, revealing a pair of clawed paws, very rodent-like, just like their teeth and legs, and their tail. If it wasn't obvious before, it was VERY obvious now that this little creature was a rat... A rat through and through!

Dris looked around the room again, noticing something that caught their eye... A little... white... fluffy... beast! To them, it looked like a simple goat humanoid creature, they were clueless as to the other's actual origins. But... that didn't matter. There was something comforting about seeing another 'monstrous' creature in this pen with them.

The little ratfolk scampered through the crowd, their little paw-feet occasionally landing on other's covered feet, or their tail brushing against someone's leg, until they reached the strange other-furred creature, crouching down next to him, keeping excellent balance with the use of their tail. Dris truly WAS happy to see at least one other creature like themselves! Otherwise, they would have felt... so... irritated, irritated at everything else!

"... Greetings... other fur-beast... Whooo... are you?"

They tilted their head, and snuffled, smelling Ralsei the way any beast would, trying to determine what he was. But... then they looked up at the other strange man-thing, who was also looking down at the goat-thing, and gave them a angry, toothed look. However, they didn't say anything, just... gave him an angered rat stare...

Which frankly, probably looked more cute than intimidating. Rats often looked very cute from the front.

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Dris Mocitch

The young rat-folk huddled in a tree branch, high off the ground, feeling the sun on their un-hooded face... It was a perfect contrast to the cool breeze in their fur, and the scents of the surroundings made them feel loose and quite pleasant.

And then, Dris felt it. Felt the horrible, sudden sting in their skin, felt it somehow dig under their clothing and fur. It made them nearly fall off- NO they DID fall off their branch, careening down the tree and landing on the soft forest ground as they felt their body go numb, no matter how hard they fought it, felt things begin to fade, away, away... gone...

The moment they awoke, they jolted up onto their paws, looking around at-at- so MANY other people, too many people, too many figures, NONE TRUSTWORTHY, ALL DANGEROUS!!! And-and the light, the way it hit their eyes, made them snarl and cover their eyes with their hood, trying to adjust. They had lived in burrows most of their life, they weren't USED to these-these BRIGHT LIGHTS!

They squinted, their vision hazy, but slowly adjusting... and the sound of some- gross- MAN-THING from behind made them turn around, to see... some... LADY???

Dris didn't know what to make of it... so... not even taking a moment to listen to the woman talk, they hurled themselves RIGHT at the glass, scratching at it, trying to cling like it was one of their old trees.

Of course... since it was glass... they fell back down, landing on the smooth floor.

"WHAT- THIS?! YOU-YOU!!! YOU STRANGE- Err..." Dris looked behind themselves at the sound of some... other weird man-thing... and stared at him in confusion...

And then watched him collapse to the ground in pain...

And the little 3 foot creature...

Laughed, and pointed at him.

"AAAAGHAAAHAAA!! SSSSTUPID BAT-MAN-THING!! VULNERABLE AND W E A K!!"

Their voice was guttural, and goblin like, growly, and their teeth showing through their smile, they were sharp and pointed, rodent like!

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Dris Mocitch
Face Claim/Appearance:
Dris is a ratfolk and has dark black fur and brown eyes. They wear rather thick clothing, made of animal furs, leather gloves, and a scarf to protect their head.

Name:
Dris Mocitch, of the Frostmaw Clan of the North!! AND DON'T forget it, hairless man-things!!

Age:
I am 20. Yes? Reasonable?

Gender:
BAH! I do not call myself a man or a woman... NEITHER?? (Dris is nonbinary, uses they/them pronouns)

Canon:
I am from the Northlands, a place known as Icewind Dale! (Dris is a DND character for an Icewind Dale game)

Main Thread or Sandbox:
Main Thread

Personality:
Euuugh... well... some say I am quiet most of the time. And I am, sometimes. I suppose I don't trust easy... AUGH why should I, surrounded by so many stupid hairless human-man things? Eugh... I AM an excellent thief. ALL rats are, we learn young, yes! Ahhh how I love a good pick-pocketing...

Equipment:
I am in possession of many good weapons, I have a short sword, a small dagger, a bow, some thief tools- WAIT WHY AM I TELLING YOU THIS!? THIS IS A SECRET!! IGNORE WHAT I SAID!!

Attributes:
As a ratfolk, I can see well in the dark, yes! I am fast, and can smell many things, better than man-things!

Biography:
Hmmm... Good question, man-thing...

I... was the firstborn of my pack's leader, Ecret. I was raised with all the other newborns of my age, and... up until recently, we lived very good. But... a great cult, the Carrion Court, have been very active in Icewind Dale recently! So I had to flee, flee! Now? I roam... simple little Dris, roaming around. I do not know where I will go now... Hopefully away from the empires of... strange... humans, things like that... I hope to find a better home.