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Daylight shine upon the city of Dal Komor, citizen wakes up to do their daily routine , and work. For Ozma it is a good moment as any to get drunk at a tavern. Sitting at the counter, she orders the usual as she grabbed todays news paper.
Chuckling to herself as she read the crap people writes these day thinking its worthwhile information to call it news, the metallic sounds of a armored sergal walked in. Too focus on reading she does not notice the man sitting next to her, with a smirk full of himself.
He ask the bartender to give him the strongest thing he has available, staring at the green nevrean while doing so. Seeing as she did not leave her gaze from the news, he grabbed it out of her reach, laughing as he did so. Ozma clenching her fists, grabbed her drink and swallowed it all in one gulp before grabbing her kanabo. '' Alright fuck face, you want your face caved in that bad, let's go!''.
The bartender cleared his throat, pointing at them both to take this outside, the sergal stood up still filled with confidence and walked out , Ozma followed him to the side of the bar where he grabbed his axe. Even if he was bigger and had better physical protection than her , the strikes from her blunt weapon could not protect him from pain.
At first the sergal tried to keep his guard up and strike back at her, but she was much more agile and quick in her strike, forcing him to go aggressive combat wise. Horrible mistake as he left himself wide open to multiple hit to the head, unable to stand straight , the armored sergal collapsed to the ground.
Ozma putting her talon against his head ask '' Is that all you got? You fucking sergals think you are best at everything, its not fun to be put back into reality huh? You're lucky im in a fucking good mood right now, or i'd use that axe to chop your damn head off. Next time put up a fight, cunt. ''. She felt his head rising up, which she punished with another hard hit '' Stay down! You deserve to lay on the ground for a while, don't Ever fucking do this to me got it. GOT IT!?''
She grabbed his coin purse and headed back inside, decided to pay herself a treat with his earnings.
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sergal nevrean
mick39
Chuckling to herself as she read the crap people writes these day thinking its worthwhile information to call it news, the metallic sounds of a armored sergal walked in. Too focus on reading she does not notice the man sitting next to her, with a smirk full of himself.
He ask the bartender to give him the strongest thing he has available, staring at the green nevrean while doing so. Seeing as she did not leave her gaze from the news, he grabbed it out of her reach, laughing as he did so. Ozma clenching her fists, grabbed her drink and swallowed it all in one gulp before grabbing her kanabo. '' Alright fuck face, you want your face caved in that bad, let's go!''.
The bartender cleared his throat, pointing at them both to take this outside, the sergal stood up still filled with confidence and walked out , Ozma followed him to the side of the bar where he grabbed his axe. Even if he was bigger and had better physical protection than her , the strikes from her blunt weapon could not protect him from pain.
At first the sergal tried to keep his guard up and strike back at her, but she was much more agile and quick in her strike, forcing him to go aggressive combat wise. Horrible mistake as he left himself wide open to multiple hit to the head, unable to stand straight , the armored sergal collapsed to the ground.
Ozma putting her talon against his head ask '' Is that all you got? You fucking sergals think you are best at everything, its not fun to be put back into reality huh? You're lucky im in a fucking good mood right now, or i'd use that axe to chop your damn head off. Next time put up a fight, cunt. ''. She felt his head rising up, which she punished with another hard hit '' Stay down! You deserve to lay on the ground for a while, don't Ever fucking do this to me got it. GOT IT!?''
She grabbed his coin purse and headed back inside, decided to pay herself a treat with his earnings.
art and oc belongs to me
sergal nevrean
mick39
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Exotic (Other)
Size 1280 x 1280px
File Size 187.6 kB
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