Bruk scoffed, laying down onto his bed that noticeably bent under his weight. With a yawn, exposing his ginormous fang, he tutted, sucking his lips as he raised a finger, adorned with a gritty claw. "Ah ah ah, wee man. Yer no done for tonight. I stop ye from getting smashed, yer doin' me a favour." Bruk clicked his fingers, before pointing at his feet, toes wiggling in anticipation. "Be a gent n go 'n rub em til ah sleep." the bugbear called out, somewhat drowsily as he gave a gruff chuckle, the silliness of his request.

Ervin thought he might've misheard. "Are you being serious right now?" He asked. "Rub your feet? Nevermind the fact that that it'd be dangerous. I refuse to go near those things, they smell too bad. So I ain't doing it, big guy. End of story."

Bruk rolled his eyes, leaning up from his bed, giving Ervin a narrow eyed look. "I'm gonna pretend I didnae hear that, WEE MAN. Yer money's no good at that size, so yer gonna have tae pay yer debt off somehow, now get to rubbin them NOO!" Bruk yelled, slamming his fist against the bedsheets to accentuate his point with a loud *THUMP*. With a smirk, he planted both feet straight, awaiting the sensation of touch as he stared at Ervin. "Don't try mah patience, don't think I wilnae slap ye flat like a bug!"

"Who the fuck do you think y-" Ervin was cut off by the loud clap of two colliding palms as a now-dead fly crashed down from between Bruk's massive hands - a display that reminded the little tiefling of just how vulnerable he'd become. His bravado taken down a notch, Ervin looked at the smirking bugbear and gulped. Bruk was the kind of person to make good on a promise like that.

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An absolutely stellar piece of art by  DraxosDragon featuring  LickwidZekrom's Bruk the Bugbear and my own Tiefling fella Ervin about to find out how dangerous a giant Brukko can be to his allies.

Seriously though,  DraxosDragon did an amazing freaking job with this. Please go check them out!