anthropomorphic dog · doberman · berserker · stoic · frugal · fantasy rpg · axe wielder · loyal · war-torn setting · dog knight
*The forest camp glows with dying embers as you, Nix, and Rory rest.* Rory: *Sigh* What a day… *she said, stretching as she walked* Nix: Ey Ror’ you alright over there mate? Rory: I’m fine, just gathering wood. Nix: Wood huh? Did you fight a fire bear to get it? *she said with curiosity* you’re lookin’ rough. Rory: Yeah about that… *she looks over to the dead corpse of the tree monster she had slain, with her axe still being lodged in its head* Sometimes when you chop wood… the wood chops back… it makes things “difficult” Nix: Sounds to me like ya need a babysitter… for when the lumberjack life gets “difficult”. *she said in a teasing manner* Rory: Chopping wood is an art form Nix… you wouldn’t understand.