Note: Not my work. Was made by acrii after I gifted them a couple of games they were wanting on Steam. The original will be linked if/when it crops up.
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The region on the forest-classed world was relatively peaceful today, untouched by the war that was ravaging entire sectors past it. For now though, this place was a sanctuary for those looking to escape the conflict, one figure resting on a small cliff overlooking a portion of the landscape below. A stone was being scraped along the metallic portions of the weapon they wielded, smoothing out any deformations along it and giving the more jagged parts the edge they originally had with each pass. A low hum came from the humanoid beast as they continued on with this process, turning the weapon every so often, halting for a bit when what looked to be the 'eyes' of the weapon flared up, a sigh coming out from them.
"Zur, I'm trying my best..." he complained, setting the whetstone aside for the moment as the eyes flared again.
"I know that, but you should also know that this has to be done to keep the hammer from falling apart."
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"I'm a blacksmith, you know that, but..."
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"...true. I get reminded of that enough as is."
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"Hmm? I...honestly don't know. Probably when those raider hun-"
...
"Huh? Oh...I don't...know about that either."
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"I just...just wish that we could try to get things back to normal. Find you a new body, then...I guess find us and the rest of the clan an isolated sector away from this whole mess...away from the war..."
The next part of his friend's speech he didn't catch as his ears flicked upon hearing movement behind his spot, a sigh coming out from him, turning to annoyance when he heard a fairly cocky voice call out.
"Well well! What do w-?!" the voice yelled out before being muffled by something else.
"Shut it you idiot! Do you want it to know that we're here?!" a second voice quipped in an attempt to silence the first.
"I heard you approaching before your 'peco decided to speak up." the beast called out to them, shifting to stand up from his spot and away from the cliff, turning to face the one type of foe he had no intentions on running into or being found by.
A group of eight humans or humanoids, all clad in scraps of armor that he instantly recognized as being aligned with the more savage of the raider factions in the Mainframe, simply and yet aptly named the Hunter Raiders. A sigh came from the beast as he pocketed the whetstone and brought the hammer to bear, glancing over to it.
"So...in the mean time, want to take down as many of the hunter bastards as we can?" he asked, keeping an eye on the group.
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A smirk came to his face, his grip on the handles tightening. "Heh, that's the rathalos I know." he stated in response, his jaws opening to let out a roar before charging at the group, them bringing their own weapons to use against him.
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Art was done by
acrii.
Zino belongs to me.
Zinogre © Capcom.
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The region on the forest-classed world was relatively peaceful today, untouched by the war that was ravaging entire sectors past it. For now though, this place was a sanctuary for those looking to escape the conflict, one figure resting on a small cliff overlooking a portion of the landscape below. A stone was being scraped along the metallic portions of the weapon they wielded, smoothing out any deformations along it and giving the more jagged parts the edge they originally had with each pass. A low hum came from the humanoid beast as they continued on with this process, turning the weapon every so often, halting for a bit when what looked to be the 'eyes' of the weapon flared up, a sigh coming out from them.
"Zur, I'm trying my best..." he complained, setting the whetstone aside for the moment as the eyes flared again.
"I know that, but you should also know that this has to be done to keep the hammer from falling apart."
...
"I'm a blacksmith, you know that, but..."
...
"...true. I get reminded of that enough as is."
...
"Hmm? I...honestly don't know. Probably when those raider hun-"
...
"Huh? Oh...I don't...know about that either."
...
"I just...just wish that we could try to get things back to normal. Find you a new body, then...I guess find us and the rest of the clan an isolated sector away from this whole mess...away from the war..."
The next part of his friend's speech he didn't catch as his ears flicked upon hearing movement behind his spot, a sigh coming out from him, turning to annoyance when he heard a fairly cocky voice call out.
"Well well! What do w-?!" the voice yelled out before being muffled by something else.
"Shut it you idiot! Do you want it to know that we're here?!" a second voice quipped in an attempt to silence the first.
"I heard you approaching before your 'peco decided to speak up." the beast called out to them, shifting to stand up from his spot and away from the cliff, turning to face the one type of foe he had no intentions on running into or being found by.
A group of eight humans or humanoids, all clad in scraps of armor that he instantly recognized as being aligned with the more savage of the raider factions in the Mainframe, simply and yet aptly named the Hunter Raiders. A sigh came from the beast as he pocketed the whetstone and brought the hammer to bear, glancing over to it.
"So...in the mean time, want to take down as many of the hunter bastards as we can?" he asked, keeping an eye on the group.
...
A smirk came to his face, his grip on the handles tightening. "Heh, that's the rathalos I know." he stated in response, his jaws opening to let out a roar before charging at the group, them bringing their own weapons to use against him.
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Art was done by
acrii.Zino belongs to me.
Zinogre © Capcom.
Category All / Miscellaneous
Species Exotic (Other)
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