Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32347114-20191220154424

You were a simple man-admittedly, one who liked to practice in combat on the side, just in case of emergency. You had a nice home, a decent family, and all that fun stuff.

Then came the draft for a war you positively did not want to participate in, fighting skills be damned. And so you fled like an animal that had just been shot at, eventually finding a hut to stay over and wait out the storm. You'd think you were safe, only for a lizardman to enter and notice you.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my abode?"

She had several scars on her face and thighs-this woman had fought a lot. And considering lizardmen were fighters by default, you don't know her stance on war.

WYD 