Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160907220147/@comment-7262318-20161214233725

Mazga walked into her quarters after muttering what appeared to be some sort of prayer. "Lie down and get comfy," She said.

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"We're not all brutish. Some are, some aren't," He said with a slight smirk. "I'm not brutish all the time. Just when I need to be. But, I guess that label kinda sticks when you look like me," He said. He was quite a formidable appearance. 7'2 feet and 400 pounds of muscle with a long history of scars and bruises on his carcass.

"Besides, City-Dwellers, they don't have the most flattering light either," Mongo said. "Most of the people i've had to deal with there are weak-willed men and gluttonous nobles."