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You enter the bustling inn, as the place is stuffed full of mercenaries and the like, who’s either wandering, or straight out dancing about the place in a jolly drunken stupor.
Laughter and angry shouts flows around the large room, as you see some of the mercs playing cards, with small piles of gold stacked beside one or two of the players. While others elsewhere were doing some armwrestling with plenty of onlookers to cheer them on.
You even see a few of them swing on the chandelier above, mugs in hand and singing a shanty in their drunken daze.
But amidst all of the commotion, you spot a familiar fellow sitting alone at the table sitting smack dab in the middle of the whole room, giving you a friendly smile and wave.
You push your way through the crowd as politely and calmly as you could, just to not end up starting a brawl by accidentally stepping on someone’s feet, until you make it to the entertainer’s table and grab a seat.
“Well well, fancy seeing you here with all this ruckus!” He begins, giving a hearty chuckle before continuing. “Not really everyone's cup of tea with this manner of noise I say, but that is to be expected from the Crown Breakers and those who support them, especially now that they’ve gotten a new shining star amongst their ranks!” He explains to you, before taking a swig of his ale mug.
“A mighty woman from the north, who’s as blunt and sturdy as the lump of stone and iron she wields as a weapon. A woman who fought wild dangerous animals in the cold snowy lands both for survival, and for the hell of it!. A woman who doesn’t say no to a good ’ol fight!” He vigorously exclaims, swinging his mug too and fro in a vigorous endeavor to hype up the person in question.
“A lass who’s a legend in the making, and who everyone is calling Matilda the Mighty!”
“So clean your ears and listen to what i’ve got to tell you about this feisty bear…”
—So, where to begin.
Matilda was born into a small clan up in the cold harsh north, where in this clan strength meant everything.
When she was young, she was bullied by the other kids on almost a daily basis, for her weakness and naivety, and when she tried to fight back, they would beat her senseless until she passed out. She couldn’t go and tell her parents either, as all they would say to her would be to get stronger, for they would not help her, if she couldn’t even handle kids the same age as her.
But then one day, as some of the kids were beating her up, one of the old warriors of the clan, yelled at the brats to clear off, as they came stumping their way and threatening them with a beating.
The little shits ran like their tails were on fire, leaving the beaten and sobbing Matilda on the ground. The old warrior crouched down and offered her a hand, asking her if anything in her was broken. She dried her leaking nose on her arm before shaking her head no, never looking him in the eyes.
Then the warrior gave her a shocking offer, which made her look up at his scared and wrinkled face with bamboozlement. The warrior would train her to become a true warrior, or at the very least teach her enough so she can fend off her bullies alone, for he offered to also keep them off her back till she could face them herself, but only if she wished to be stronger.
After a short moment, the weak little bear called Matilda, thought for a moment, before, with determination in her eyes, reached out and grabbed the old warrior’s hand. And with that, her road was set.
She stumbled and bumbled about as her teacher taught her the basics, but she kept her will high as she tasted the dirt. The old warrior was harsh, yet caring for the girl. He was, after all, supposed to forge her into a fighter, not break her.
The years went by, and matilda grew bigger and bigger, not only in size but in strength as well, yet she was nowhere near the level of combat prowess her teacher was at, but she sure was more than capable of turning the tables around on her bullies. She quite literally ended up becoming the bully of the bullies, as she punched the ever loving shit out of those little punks! hahah!. If I heard right, she even knocked a few teeth out of one’em!.
Anyways, fast forward some years, and she has become a young adult of 18. And on top of that, she has learned all that her teacher could teach her. The old warrior was so amazed by his protege, that he vouched for her to become part of the clan’s warrior group. Her parents were proud of her as well, so she at the time had everything going for her.
But… A bit of drama ended up happening a week after she joined the clan’s warrior cast. You see, not everyone particularly ‘liked’ Matilda, as ever since she started getting taught by the old warrior, not only were some both outraged, and jealous of her even, getting that sort of thing from one of the old pros, but also because she started acting like this big shot, because she were strong enough to lift a guy with one hand over her head, or throw a spear from one side of the village to the other side of it and beyond.
And the chef of the village, oh boy, he despised her. She may be a good fighter, but sweet Louise, did she lack that fine aspect of showing respect to her betters. For to her, they needed to Earn it.
So what ended up happening was this. The chef has a son, said son has also turned 18, go figure, and the chef wants his son to be the next big and strong male that will lead the clan, once he's dead and gone.
One night though, the chef hears the creaking of floorboards, and slightly muffled thuds coming from his son’s room. But not only that, he also heard the muffled sounds of whispering voices and moans coming from the room. So when the chef goes to check up on his son, literally barging through the door to his room, he sees his son lying on his bed, with Matilda riding him like a horse. And the chef… Poof!, he fucking snaped!.
But it wasn’t just because she was shagging his son that he snapped, no no, it was because of how submissive his son looked, while getting ‘used’ by the warrior woman on top of him. The son, who the chef wanted to be the next big chef of their clan, was acting like a submissive bitch in front of his eyes…
So through this action she had committed, she was promptly chased out, and banished, from the clan entirely. Butt booty naked and into the cold wild, with a bunch of people chasing her out with their weapons up in the air, while cursing her name all the way.
You would think she would be feeling miserable for getting thrown out of her only home, but no, she was ecstatic about the whole thing!.
We don’t know why, nor do we really care, but she was just happy to finally be out of that place, and to truly be a free woman of the wild.
Soo, over the years, she has been surviving on her merry own in the cold hash north. Hunting small animals for sustenance and the like, and even taking on some of the bigger predators that roamed the area for better pelts and materials to keep her warm. Of course, it didn’t go too well for her on those ones most of the time, but she figured them out along the way.
At some point, she came across a town, and wanted to take a look around said town. Mind you, at this time she was still rather scantily clad, what with her having a thick pelt and what not, so she didn’t need too much winter gear unless a big snow storm came about. Soo, people gave her a funny look when she passed by them in her ‘less’ than concealing attire, all of them taking her for some dumb hooker or something.
Along her exploring, she came across a band of mercenaries, where some of them were giving her a few whistles, and dirty looks of the ‘fun’ kind. Taking this as a challenge, she stepped up to them and asked if they wanted a piece of her, while she cracked her knuckles, and wore a toothy grin.
Some of the mercs were about to get up, but were halted by their leader. He asked if she was looking for a job?, but thereafter he quickly rephrased his question to if she was looking for a job that lets her crack some skulls, as he both saw and heard her cracking her knuckles even harder at his first question.
She thought for a moment, looking back and forth between the mercs with contemplation in her eyes, before answering his question with a simple ‘yes’. Before then asking how many skulls there would be need of breaking?, for she was hoping for a lot.
And that is how Matilda’s mercenary adventure began. If you were thinking that there would be more to it then that, you clearly didn’t listen when i said she was and IS addicted to fighting. And she made sure the world knew that, I can tell you that much!.
At first it was a few caravan jobs, not much head bashing for her to do on those, except for the few rare occasions where something did happen. Else the most fighting she got was either with her fellow mercs or with one of the clients, giving them a few knocks on the head until she either won, or were pulled away when she was about to beat the poor fools to death.
But then, she started getting dragged into jobs that required them to raid caravans for certain rich folks and the like. And most of the time, she would solo these herself, while her merc pals sat behind and watched, while also feeling a bit left out and useless.
Her little gang of mercs started getting bigger and more dangerous job offers, on top of that, the gang itself was also getting bigger over time. All thanks to Matilda, as she sort of became the gang’s mascot if you will. Showing that if they wanna be one of the big dogs, then people should go and join their little menagerie of sellswords. For ‘Matilda The Mighty’ will show the idiots in their path, what happens when they go and cross them!.
For Matilda, money was not all that important. Sure, it’s what keeps civilization running and what not. But what are coins going to do, when a claw or an axe comes her way?, pay her wounds away?, bribe the grim reaper to let her live?. Nay, she only cares for battle, and the tools that can help her crush her opponents even better than her fists and feet.
Which is why she had taken a real liking to her iconic, and generic looking, giant ass stone hammer, which she bought from a weapon merchant along her travels, with the amount of gold she were more or less forced to take, by demand of her merc fellars.
Now, fast forward to like… How long was it?... Ah yes!. Two weeks ago from today!. Her and her merc gang, on one of their big paying jobs, and which were also Matilda’s most hated form of job, were supposed to protect and escort this royal snob to another kingdom and back. But halfway to the other kingdom, their caravan got assaulted by a certain group of people that really hates royalty…
I’ll give you ten gold if you can guess who it was…
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……
………
Oh come on!. It was the goddamn Crown Breakers of course!. Who else were you thinking of?!.
Anyways!. They ended up having a head to head confrontation with the Crown Breakers, and the mercs were having less of a stellar time dealing with the savage brutes… Except for Matilda of course.
She, compared to her struggling comrades, were having a real blast of a time!. This was the first time in a while that she had been facing foes that could actually throw and take some punches!, so you can bet your ass that she was ecstatic about the whole ordeal.
A bit into the fight, while she was at it beating a CB’s face in with her bare fist repeatedly, she got tackled from the side line by a large and armored mare. They tumbled along the ground until the CB’s own famous star, Brunhilda the Brute, sat on top of the mighty Matilda, pinning her to the ground while they blew a gust of steam down on the bear’s face in fury and dominance.
From what I've heard, they had a bit of a vulgar back and forth, with most of the vulgarities coming from the hot tempered mare, as the bear that they were pinning down gave her some rather teasing remarks and the like. But apparently that was Matilda’s plan, to get the mare all worked up so she could flip the armored horse off her, and make the mare roll across the ground while they cursed like a drunken sailor! hahah!.
Once both of them got up on their feet and hoofs, they were ready to have a very nasty tango with each other. And oh boy!, were Brun more furious than ever before. Her teeth gritted to the point one would think she was about to break them, while she glared bloody murder at the cocky bitch of a bear in front of her. Said bear, on the other hand, was giving her a cheeky smirk, while with one hand she gave the mare the ‘come at me’ gesture. And at that point, Brunhilda only saw red.
Both of them fought like wild animals, blocking and dodging and trading blows, yet they barely showed any form of reaction to the hits. The mare was hellbent on ripping the bitch of a bear’s head off with her bare hands, while Matilda herself was having the time of her life!. She gave a hearty laugh every now and then under their ferocious onslaught against each other, which only enraged the already furious mare further. Their fighting was so intense, and long in fact, that they didn’t even notice that the greater battle was already over since two hours ago, and that Matilda’s crew of mercs had run away and left the bear, their ‘mascot’, behind.
But then, when the both of them were about to throw a punch at each other at the same time, faces and bodies bloodied and bruised, two giant bruly hands swooped in and grabbed the two ladies speeding arms, before in a quick motion they pulled the two women towards one another, slamming them together and knocking them down on their asses in a daze.
Afterwards a deep and strong voice declared that that was about enough of their fighting, before shortly laughing. The one saying this, and was now standing in between the bear and house, was the wary leader of the CB’s themself, Kang’tur.
Brunhilda however, wasn’t done with the bare yet, and told her ‘boss’ to back off from their little fight. But Kang only gave the furious mare one stern glare, and she backed down almost immediately with a scuff, and then promptly stumped away in anger.
Then Kang turned to the bear with a friendly look on his face, telling her that she got quite the talent for fighting, and then some!. As was evident by her keeping up with Brunhilda of all people for so long as she did, which had impressed him very well. And which is why he then offered her a place amongst his ranks, for they can always use people like her on their team.
Not even ten seconds after he asks, does she accept his proposal, in fact, she agreed so fast, it staggered the mighty warlord for a moment with how quick she was to accept the offer. She sees this short laps in character, before explaining that the only reason she even was with those, and I quote, ‘Pussy-ass-limp-dick mercs’ in the first place, was because they gave her things to fight. But over time, they began lagging behind on feeding her, her daily to weekly dosage of battles.
And she’s heard A LOT of things about the CB, but most importantly, that they got into a fuckton of fights with all manner of sorts. So why wouldn't she take the offer?, it sounds like a dream job come true!.
So now, the world better look out, because the Crown Breakers have just gotten themself a new legend in the making, and she’s gonna make sure that her name gets hammered into its thick skull…
—“And that’s all i’ve got about the mighty Matilda, a real fight addicted savage, but a damn good fighter in certain aspects nonetheless” He said, with a twirl of his hand, before waving to get another mug of ale from one of the wandering barmaids.
“If anything, she sounds like a ‘decent’ person to have a chat with over some beer. Tho i suspect most of the chat would be with her talking about either feats of strength and the like, or the obvious question/demand that is ‘Let’s fight!’...”
“But in any case, I bet you this, now that Matilda is part of the CB, there's most definitely going to be a little more action around these parts” He proclaimed, as a maid comes by and gives him a new mug. “Thank you lass” He tells her before looking back to you.
“But enough of that stuff!. You are here to hear stories and gossip, not the theories of a madman!” He proclaims with vigor and jollyness, thrusting his mug at you before asking. “So tell me, what do you wanna hear about next?”
—This was done by the wonderfull
Reylogart00!
Go and check them out!. They got some pretty nice stuff and handywork!.
Laughter and angry shouts flows around the large room, as you see some of the mercs playing cards, with small piles of gold stacked beside one or two of the players. While others elsewhere were doing some armwrestling with plenty of onlookers to cheer them on.
You even see a few of them swing on the chandelier above, mugs in hand and singing a shanty in their drunken daze.
But amidst all of the commotion, you spot a familiar fellow sitting alone at the table sitting smack dab in the middle of the whole room, giving you a friendly smile and wave.
You push your way through the crowd as politely and calmly as you could, just to not end up starting a brawl by accidentally stepping on someone’s feet, until you make it to the entertainer’s table and grab a seat.
“Well well, fancy seeing you here with all this ruckus!” He begins, giving a hearty chuckle before continuing. “Not really everyone's cup of tea with this manner of noise I say, but that is to be expected from the Crown Breakers and those who support them, especially now that they’ve gotten a new shining star amongst their ranks!” He explains to you, before taking a swig of his ale mug.
“A mighty woman from the north, who’s as blunt and sturdy as the lump of stone and iron she wields as a weapon. A woman who fought wild dangerous animals in the cold snowy lands both for survival, and for the hell of it!. A woman who doesn’t say no to a good ’ol fight!” He vigorously exclaims, swinging his mug too and fro in a vigorous endeavor to hype up the person in question.
“A lass who’s a legend in the making, and who everyone is calling Matilda the Mighty!”
“So clean your ears and listen to what i’ve got to tell you about this feisty bear…”
—So, where to begin.
Matilda was born into a small clan up in the cold harsh north, where in this clan strength meant everything.
When she was young, she was bullied by the other kids on almost a daily basis, for her weakness and naivety, and when she tried to fight back, they would beat her senseless until she passed out. She couldn’t go and tell her parents either, as all they would say to her would be to get stronger, for they would not help her, if she couldn’t even handle kids the same age as her.
But then one day, as some of the kids were beating her up, one of the old warriors of the clan, yelled at the brats to clear off, as they came stumping their way and threatening them with a beating.
The little shits ran like their tails were on fire, leaving the beaten and sobbing Matilda on the ground. The old warrior crouched down and offered her a hand, asking her if anything in her was broken. She dried her leaking nose on her arm before shaking her head no, never looking him in the eyes.
Then the warrior gave her a shocking offer, which made her look up at his scared and wrinkled face with bamboozlement. The warrior would train her to become a true warrior, or at the very least teach her enough so she can fend off her bullies alone, for he offered to also keep them off her back till she could face them herself, but only if she wished to be stronger.
After a short moment, the weak little bear called Matilda, thought for a moment, before, with determination in her eyes, reached out and grabbed the old warrior’s hand. And with that, her road was set.
She stumbled and bumbled about as her teacher taught her the basics, but she kept her will high as she tasted the dirt. The old warrior was harsh, yet caring for the girl. He was, after all, supposed to forge her into a fighter, not break her.
The years went by, and matilda grew bigger and bigger, not only in size but in strength as well, yet she was nowhere near the level of combat prowess her teacher was at, but she sure was more than capable of turning the tables around on her bullies. She quite literally ended up becoming the bully of the bullies, as she punched the ever loving shit out of those little punks! hahah!. If I heard right, she even knocked a few teeth out of one’em!.
Anyways, fast forward some years, and she has become a young adult of 18. And on top of that, she has learned all that her teacher could teach her. The old warrior was so amazed by his protege, that he vouched for her to become part of the clan’s warrior group. Her parents were proud of her as well, so she at the time had everything going for her.
But… A bit of drama ended up happening a week after she joined the clan’s warrior cast. You see, not everyone particularly ‘liked’ Matilda, as ever since she started getting taught by the old warrior, not only were some both outraged, and jealous of her even, getting that sort of thing from one of the old pros, but also because she started acting like this big shot, because she were strong enough to lift a guy with one hand over her head, or throw a spear from one side of the village to the other side of it and beyond.
And the chef of the village, oh boy, he despised her. She may be a good fighter, but sweet Louise, did she lack that fine aspect of showing respect to her betters. For to her, they needed to Earn it.
So what ended up happening was this. The chef has a son, said son has also turned 18, go figure, and the chef wants his son to be the next big and strong male that will lead the clan, once he's dead and gone.
One night though, the chef hears the creaking of floorboards, and slightly muffled thuds coming from his son’s room. But not only that, he also heard the muffled sounds of whispering voices and moans coming from the room. So when the chef goes to check up on his son, literally barging through the door to his room, he sees his son lying on his bed, with Matilda riding him like a horse. And the chef… Poof!, he fucking snaped!.
But it wasn’t just because she was shagging his son that he snapped, no no, it was because of how submissive his son looked, while getting ‘used’ by the warrior woman on top of him. The son, who the chef wanted to be the next big chef of their clan, was acting like a submissive bitch in front of his eyes…
So through this action she had committed, she was promptly chased out, and banished, from the clan entirely. Butt booty naked and into the cold wild, with a bunch of people chasing her out with their weapons up in the air, while cursing her name all the way.
You would think she would be feeling miserable for getting thrown out of her only home, but no, she was ecstatic about the whole thing!.
We don’t know why, nor do we really care, but she was just happy to finally be out of that place, and to truly be a free woman of the wild.
Soo, over the years, she has been surviving on her merry own in the cold hash north. Hunting small animals for sustenance and the like, and even taking on some of the bigger predators that roamed the area for better pelts and materials to keep her warm. Of course, it didn’t go too well for her on those ones most of the time, but she figured them out along the way.
At some point, she came across a town, and wanted to take a look around said town. Mind you, at this time she was still rather scantily clad, what with her having a thick pelt and what not, so she didn’t need too much winter gear unless a big snow storm came about. Soo, people gave her a funny look when she passed by them in her ‘less’ than concealing attire, all of them taking her for some dumb hooker or something.
Along her exploring, she came across a band of mercenaries, where some of them were giving her a few whistles, and dirty looks of the ‘fun’ kind. Taking this as a challenge, she stepped up to them and asked if they wanted a piece of her, while she cracked her knuckles, and wore a toothy grin.
Some of the mercs were about to get up, but were halted by their leader. He asked if she was looking for a job?, but thereafter he quickly rephrased his question to if she was looking for a job that lets her crack some skulls, as he both saw and heard her cracking her knuckles even harder at his first question.
She thought for a moment, looking back and forth between the mercs with contemplation in her eyes, before answering his question with a simple ‘yes’. Before then asking how many skulls there would be need of breaking?, for she was hoping for a lot.
And that is how Matilda’s mercenary adventure began. If you were thinking that there would be more to it then that, you clearly didn’t listen when i said she was and IS addicted to fighting. And she made sure the world knew that, I can tell you that much!.
At first it was a few caravan jobs, not much head bashing for her to do on those, except for the few rare occasions where something did happen. Else the most fighting she got was either with her fellow mercs or with one of the clients, giving them a few knocks on the head until she either won, or were pulled away when she was about to beat the poor fools to death.
But then, she started getting dragged into jobs that required them to raid caravans for certain rich folks and the like. And most of the time, she would solo these herself, while her merc pals sat behind and watched, while also feeling a bit left out and useless.
Her little gang of mercs started getting bigger and more dangerous job offers, on top of that, the gang itself was also getting bigger over time. All thanks to Matilda, as she sort of became the gang’s mascot if you will. Showing that if they wanna be one of the big dogs, then people should go and join their little menagerie of sellswords. For ‘Matilda The Mighty’ will show the idiots in their path, what happens when they go and cross them!.
For Matilda, money was not all that important. Sure, it’s what keeps civilization running and what not. But what are coins going to do, when a claw or an axe comes her way?, pay her wounds away?, bribe the grim reaper to let her live?. Nay, she only cares for battle, and the tools that can help her crush her opponents even better than her fists and feet.
Which is why she had taken a real liking to her iconic, and generic looking, giant ass stone hammer, which she bought from a weapon merchant along her travels, with the amount of gold she were more or less forced to take, by demand of her merc fellars.
Now, fast forward to like… How long was it?... Ah yes!. Two weeks ago from today!. Her and her merc gang, on one of their big paying jobs, and which were also Matilda’s most hated form of job, were supposed to protect and escort this royal snob to another kingdom and back. But halfway to the other kingdom, their caravan got assaulted by a certain group of people that really hates royalty…
I’ll give you ten gold if you can guess who it was…
…
……
………
Oh come on!. It was the goddamn Crown Breakers of course!. Who else were you thinking of?!.
Anyways!. They ended up having a head to head confrontation with the Crown Breakers, and the mercs were having less of a stellar time dealing with the savage brutes… Except for Matilda of course.
She, compared to her struggling comrades, were having a real blast of a time!. This was the first time in a while that she had been facing foes that could actually throw and take some punches!, so you can bet your ass that she was ecstatic about the whole ordeal.
A bit into the fight, while she was at it beating a CB’s face in with her bare fist repeatedly, she got tackled from the side line by a large and armored mare. They tumbled along the ground until the CB’s own famous star, Brunhilda the Brute, sat on top of the mighty Matilda, pinning her to the ground while they blew a gust of steam down on the bear’s face in fury and dominance.
From what I've heard, they had a bit of a vulgar back and forth, with most of the vulgarities coming from the hot tempered mare, as the bear that they were pinning down gave her some rather teasing remarks and the like. But apparently that was Matilda’s plan, to get the mare all worked up so she could flip the armored horse off her, and make the mare roll across the ground while they cursed like a drunken sailor! hahah!.
Once both of them got up on their feet and hoofs, they were ready to have a very nasty tango with each other. And oh boy!, were Brun more furious than ever before. Her teeth gritted to the point one would think she was about to break them, while she glared bloody murder at the cocky bitch of a bear in front of her. Said bear, on the other hand, was giving her a cheeky smirk, while with one hand she gave the mare the ‘come at me’ gesture. And at that point, Brunhilda only saw red.
Both of them fought like wild animals, blocking and dodging and trading blows, yet they barely showed any form of reaction to the hits. The mare was hellbent on ripping the bitch of a bear’s head off with her bare hands, while Matilda herself was having the time of her life!. She gave a hearty laugh every now and then under their ferocious onslaught against each other, which only enraged the already furious mare further. Their fighting was so intense, and long in fact, that they didn’t even notice that the greater battle was already over since two hours ago, and that Matilda’s crew of mercs had run away and left the bear, their ‘mascot’, behind.
But then, when the both of them were about to throw a punch at each other at the same time, faces and bodies bloodied and bruised, two giant bruly hands swooped in and grabbed the two ladies speeding arms, before in a quick motion they pulled the two women towards one another, slamming them together and knocking them down on their asses in a daze.
Afterwards a deep and strong voice declared that that was about enough of their fighting, before shortly laughing. The one saying this, and was now standing in between the bear and house, was the wary leader of the CB’s themself, Kang’tur.
Brunhilda however, wasn’t done with the bare yet, and told her ‘boss’ to back off from their little fight. But Kang only gave the furious mare one stern glare, and she backed down almost immediately with a scuff, and then promptly stumped away in anger.
Then Kang turned to the bear with a friendly look on his face, telling her that she got quite the talent for fighting, and then some!. As was evident by her keeping up with Brunhilda of all people for so long as she did, which had impressed him very well. And which is why he then offered her a place amongst his ranks, for they can always use people like her on their team.
Not even ten seconds after he asks, does she accept his proposal, in fact, she agreed so fast, it staggered the mighty warlord for a moment with how quick she was to accept the offer. She sees this short laps in character, before explaining that the only reason she even was with those, and I quote, ‘Pussy-ass-limp-dick mercs’ in the first place, was because they gave her things to fight. But over time, they began lagging behind on feeding her, her daily to weekly dosage of battles.
And she’s heard A LOT of things about the CB, but most importantly, that they got into a fuckton of fights with all manner of sorts. So why wouldn't she take the offer?, it sounds like a dream job come true!.
So now, the world better look out, because the Crown Breakers have just gotten themself a new legend in the making, and she’s gonna make sure that her name gets hammered into its thick skull…
—“And that’s all i’ve got about the mighty Matilda, a real fight addicted savage, but a damn good fighter in certain aspects nonetheless” He said, with a twirl of his hand, before waving to get another mug of ale from one of the wandering barmaids.
“If anything, she sounds like a ‘decent’ person to have a chat with over some beer. Tho i suspect most of the chat would be with her talking about either feats of strength and the like, or the obvious question/demand that is ‘Let’s fight!’...”
“But in any case, I bet you this, now that Matilda is part of the CB, there's most definitely going to be a little more action around these parts” He proclaimed, as a maid comes by and gives him a new mug. “Thank you lass” He tells her before looking back to you.
“But enough of that stuff!. You are here to hear stories and gossip, not the theories of a madman!” He proclaims with vigor and jollyness, thrusting his mug at you before asking. “So tell me, what do you wanna hear about next?”
—This was done by the wonderfull
Reylogart00!Go and check them out!. They got some pretty nice stuff and handywork!.
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