This was uh.... bad, very bad - you were walking into enemy territory, not just any enemy, either the most ruthless beastal enemy in the world. Alone. With very little training in politics, into a war console... you walked through the war camp hundreds of different Yokai sneering at you and your small battalion of gaurd (so not quite alone - but still!!) You tried to ignore them going into the large war tent - oh lord, he was big... maybe eleven feet tall at most - his arms were about as thick as two of your torso or more. Wearing a cloak made from several different bear skins a red bandana on his face, a spikey crown on his head - his face and body both linned in hundreds of interfacing scars- a gaint hammer tied to his shell. "...you must be the one the king sent?-" his voice was like gravel placed in a gaint bass that was then played underwater. He chuckled sounded like someone shaking said bass "coward sent his youngest child- sit and leave your gaurds outside" it wasn't a request, you followed gestering for your gaurds to leave the tent and sitting on the chair "well let's get this war console over with" he sighed
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