Simple as it may be, the young aberrant gripped the twig's scabbard, poising himself with unsteady legs, a hunched back, and a narrow sight. His swings were wide and frantic, but the power within was to be noted. Little did many think of the horned warrior as he swiped the bushes and trunks of trees as stationary targets, but an eye was kept upon his frame. Old, battered, but unbroken, the keen sight of the neighboring kingdom's quartermaster saw potential in the boy, for a simple outing that was meant for relaxation within the cheap brothels and taverns of Tryste. Like a barbarian, young Basch swung with an unkempt aim until the heavy, clanking steps of an immense presence neared him.
"You're swingin' it wrong, boy. You should strike like a butcher, not a logger."
sleepyknight - The wonderful artist who created young Basch holding this branch.
verylazybones - The owner of this young, horned pup.
"You're swingin' it wrong, boy. You should strike like a butcher, not a logger."
sleepyknight - The wonderful artist who created young Basch holding this branch.
verylazybones - The owner of this young, horned pup.
Category All / Fantasy
Species Canine (Other)
Gender Male
Size 975 x 775px
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