Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-36359477-20181214140139/@comment-37843592-20181228053256

(I highly doubt all the Uruk-hai would be swooned over by skimpy battle armor and animal themed appendages. Most orcs value strength, cunning, and impressive loot. Technically speaking, the MGE orcs also do similiar activities like the LOTR versions but in the end they are easily defeated by the sight of man flesh. Plus, Uruks are a little more fucked up with their ideas of pleasure and entertainment, so expect monster girls to be extremely harmed which will hurt KC's feelings.)

The Big John, as most of everyone called him, carried around a strange weapon too advanced for any yokel's mind to comprehend. Passing soldiers and even a knight eyed the fellow with caution as he strolled through the fountain square without any show of care. The yellow mask of a smiling face warded off any potential troublemaker that decided to challenge this mysterious man cladded in leather-like armor that is rumored to be even stronger than steel.

Then again, there just so happen to be one person who wanted to test this theory out as a Lizardman stepped in front of him to prevent the warrior from continuing foward.

"I've heard many things about you, Big John. Mercenary, The Saint of Warriors, murderer, The Ruin Walker, and much more around this part of the region. So, I have to ask, what say you and I have a duel between warriors?"

The large man only stared at her in silence, hands gripping the assault rifle with a relaxed hold and took a few seconds to think it over before nodding his head at her.

"Good! I was hoping you would agree to my proposal. So, shall we start in the middle of the-"

BANG!