As he plunged his halberd through the face of the Hyena, Scon felt a sickening crunch, his motion unleashing a torrent of crimson. The decimation...
Amidst the throngs of people traversing the event grounds, there stood a tall, dark haired Felis, arms raised above his head and head thrown back...
Having settled down in the Ale King tent, Scon felt the effects of his first attempt at this drinking game hit him like a ton of bricks. Whatever...
"Wait wait wait. There's alcohol?" Scon's loud proclamation was at nobody in particular, but also at everyone who happened to be passing the Ale...
