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Times were hard for an honest thief.
Hawk ducked his head back into the tavern again, seeing another beastman patrol pass the door. The huge, grunting things didn't take kindly to mere humans eyeing them, especially if the mere humans might be studying their routines, with a mind to breaking out of the prison the whole bloody city of Jad had been turned into.
Hypothetically speaking, that is.
Hawk sighed. He'd landed in Jad just a few hours before the beastmen attacked, easily overwhelming the weak human resistance and declaring the city annexed by the Kingdom of the Beastmen.
The world seemed to be going crazy with war. Rumours from the north whispered the witch-kingdom of Altena had launched an invasion of Forcena. The beastmen here and... Hawk smiled unhappily, he knew all too well what his own compatriots of Navarre had taken into their heads to do.
Hawk shook his head. The world was going crazy.
He moved further back into the tavern, and caught a glimpse of himself in a full-length mirror. He adjusted his red headband irritably and pushed a hand through the blue hair.
He was of average height and slender, but deceptively muscular build, with warm brown eyes that were usually laughing but weren't today, dressed all in brown leather.
"Huh", he observed at length. "Beastmen".
There was a general murmur of vague agreement from the rest of the tavern. Hawk looked around
Times were hard for an honest thief.
Hawk ducked his head back into the tavern again, seeing another beastman patrol pass the door. The huge, grunting things didn't take kindly to mere humans eyeing them, especially if the mere humans might be studying their routines, with a mind to breaking out of the prison the whole bloody city of Jad had been turned into.
Hypothetically speaking, that is.
Hawk sighed. He'd landed in Jad just a few hours before the beastmen attacked, easily overwhelming the weak human resistance and declaring the city annexed by the Kingdom of the Beastmen.
The world seemed to be going crazy with war. Rumours from the north whispered the witch-kingdom of Altena had launched an invasion of Forcena. The beastmen here and... Hawk smiled unhappily, he knew all too well what his own compatriots of Navarre had taken into their heads to do.
Hawk shook his head. The world was going crazy.
He moved further back into the tavern, and caught a glimpse of himself in a full-length mirror. He adjusted his red headband irritably and pushed a hand through the blue hair.
He was of average height and slender, but deceptively muscular build, with warm brown eyes that were usually laughing but weren't today, dressed all in brown leather.
"Huh", he observed at length. "Beastmen".
There was a general murmur of vague agreement from the rest of the tavern. Hawk looked around