The ursaren folded his arms across his chest, nodding slowly as he processed what little information he had to go on.
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The ursaren stood there for a moment, and then smiled to himself. "but life is good." he added softly,
before returning to his office.
Bear, Dark, Elf, Fantasy, Male, Medieval, guard, racism, tavern
"humour me, a humble
and sole ursaren captain in a city full of 'grayskins'." he elaborated with
a hint of empathy and without looking up. akalgan looked over the ursaren for a
moment, and noticed how out of place the sight did seem for a moment.
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Mykolas, at this point, was drunk even for an ursaren of his
size. veratus was the one to cut him off finally, upon realising the late hour
of the night.
"i think we should
call it a night now." veratus suggested.
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