Drakkwall
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The Underground Battle Tournaments, battles against animals, beasts, men and to the death, they were illegal, dangerous and loved by the rich and influenced, there was nothing like watching men or women fight and either defeat, rape or kill each other. And to see people desperately try to fight wild bears and tigers was something they loved, perhaps even more then the simple human vs human battles. Among one of these men who fought danger in these tournaments was a dangerous man named Erik Bloodhound, he was dangerous, he was deadly and he was as much beast as you could get.
But he's also a target by the police as he has been involved in several investigations of the Underground Battle Tournaments, yet no leads were on him, he was dangerous enough to make him profitable for the rich betters, and so they made him invisible to the investigations. And at the moment he was having a vacation from the battles, riding his BMW motorbike across the country side, his feral looks dressed in black and brown leather, the head of a bloodhound with blood dripping jaws stitched into the back of his jacket.
"Hahahahaha!!" The martial artist shouted as he raised his large motorcycle into the air, making it ride on the rear wheel for half a mile before letting the front wheel down again. His feral eyes glittering beneath his helmet as he enjoyed the rush of the ride, and then he spotted a small town in a small valley by the mountain side, Redfoot Valley it was named. Driving into the small town he went to the local gas station and began to fill up his large monster of a bike's half empty belly.
The local police were informed of the dangerous looking stranger who had arrived, and the police chief sent his best officer, his daughter, to check out the situation along with two other officers, strangers did not always mean good things, especially thug looking people like this stranger.
Erik Bloodhound: http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=535035
Police Woman: http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/9821/police04ss4.jpg
But he's also a target by the police as he has been involved in several investigations of the Underground Battle Tournaments, yet no leads were on him, he was dangerous enough to make him profitable for the rich betters, and so they made him invisible to the investigations. And at the moment he was having a vacation from the battles, riding his BMW motorbike across the country side, his feral looks dressed in black and brown leather, the head of a bloodhound with blood dripping jaws stitched into the back of his jacket.
"Hahahahaha!!" The martial artist shouted as he raised his large motorcycle into the air, making it ride on the rear wheel for half a mile before letting the front wheel down again. His feral eyes glittering beneath his helmet as he enjoyed the rush of the ride, and then he spotted a small town in a small valley by the mountain side, Redfoot Valley it was named. Driving into the small town he went to the local gas station and began to fill up his large monster of a bike's half empty belly.
The local police were informed of the dangerous looking stranger who had arrived, and the police chief sent his best officer, his daughter, to check out the situation along with two other officers, strangers did not always mean good things, especially thug looking people like this stranger.
Erik Bloodhound: http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=535035
Police Woman: http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/9821/police04ss4.jpg
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