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"I joined a few days into the game resurfacing." Brutus admitted, rubbing the back of his head. "I kinda got hooked so I've been no lifing it a lot recently. My real life occupation allows me a lot of free time and downtime when we travel, so I pop on the Headset and play hero." Crunch...

"The wolves probably aren't the most trained mounts so it makes sense if they were a little on the jumpy side." This sort of trailhead CSI was something he was getting used to. He squinted as he took a gander at the tracks, the paw shape and the size of the stride matched up with roughly what...

200 Unaffiliated But rolling with the adventurers for now Red Fever (1) At first, it seemed like the decision would be difficult, but it would appear that @Corsair in her own special way had made it for him. "You take care of yourself to, if I find out you ate a death while running with MIT...

"Correct. Liam was taken in the night, and chances are they left another group of goblins here to capture his granddaughter who would come to check up on him. They probably need live captives for whatever they have planned." That last bit was more conjecture or fact, but he would let it rock...

Brutus could read her face in an instant. He'd been there before, felt the same emotions, had the same guilt run through him. He took a couple steps forward and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "We'll find Old man Liam." He stated calmly. "And that's that. No need to worry about ifs...

And then there were two. Brutus was used to much worse odds, though he was also used to a much sterner weapon. The center goblin sprinted at him full tilt, Brutus lunged forward and swung his plank wide. THWAP, CRACK. It connected with the creatures face, sending it spinning to the left and...

Brutus found himself bursting through the door as the Lepus was slipping. With a bolt of speed, he dove forward, catching her with one arm and the nose of the charging goblin with his massive fist. The creature shrieked as he sent it flying back with his crushing weapons. He pivoted slightly...

Creeeeeeak A loud groan of wood filled the house, drowning out the ambient warnings from the Giant. A rustle filled the air, the flap of curtains by a shattered window surely? Drip, Drip, Drip. The steady dripping of water into a nearby puddle sounded more ominous by the minute. As the...

The inside was a ruckus. It looked like rain had poured in from the hole in the roof, leaving pools of water soaking into crickety floorboards. Various bits and bobs of furniture lay in various states of ruin. There was no answer to the woman's cries as she peered her head in. Only the...

Brutus would start by listing off the geriatric population of the town. "Alright, so there's Gertrude, Estle, Winny and her sister Minny, Ginny who's unrelated, alongside Heather and Leeane to round out the grandma squad. On the crochety old dude tab we have Old Man Liam, Lenny, Lester, and...

fas fa-message-dots Brutus Dahlgren fas fa-arrow-right-arrow-left @Toko ??? I've always had a Canon, it's my signature fighting style. Did I never show it to you?

He watched the woman scarf the croissant down with the same level of speed he'd managed before with a grin. Her demeanor was beginning to grow on him, it was an infectious sunshiney sort of energy. Satiated, he waited for her to finish her food before rising to his feet and brushing off enough...

It all clicked together with the word game. This man wasn't an NPC, he was a player. He was UI locked. Brutus found his hands tightening slightly as his jaw clenched. This was the SECOND person to tell him to fuck off from this game, to run like some sort of scared child back to the bunny...

"It's not incredibly far from here, in fact I daresay it might be on the way." He motioned down the trail for her to follow him as he began his way down. "It's a little west of Honeyhome, hardly a pit stop along the way at all." As he walked, he furrowed his brow. These longer walks in the...

"This is my first time. I found it about a month ago now, been hooked on it for quite some time. My buddy Tanner told me about it one night after we got done with a performance. While everyone was out drinking and celebrating the last night of a fair, I was tucked away in my trailer checking...

The giant squinted at the white haired ghost of a man, taking a couple steps forward. He got the feeling that this was the ghost people were talking about, not whatever the man was referring to. He had a bright way of speaking, yet his voice was filled with melancholy. He eyed the walking...

"Aye, a drink and some food would sound good right about now." They'd definitely just slew something, that was for sure. Whether or not it was a bug, or just a really big bunny, it'd taken more energy to merc than just about anything he'd ever duked it out with. The giant banished his canon...

Food in hand, Brutus and the rabbit woman wandered back out into the town. He would find a nice spot on the side of the road and dragged two rocks over for them to sit on while they ate. He would hold the baguette in one hand, making it looks almost reasonable for him to be eating it as he was...

"If the wrong tribe gets their hands on the women here they could breed a small army within a year." Brutus' eyes widened as he came to the same assessment as she did. "But how and why are so many in the same..." a small goblin whelp swaddled in what looked like rabbit fur began to cry from...

Brutus pondered the question for an unnecessarily long time. He knew the answer, it was easily a croissant, but every single time he'd answered this question with that people made fun of him. Of course the frenchie liked his croissant, did he want it with a side of frog legs and snail? After...