[color=a36209][h1]Kuruk[/h1][/color]
[quote][@Leonerdo][/quote]
Kuruk listened as the knights introduced themselves. [i]‘Kane – Shiny Armour’[/i] he recited to himself, [i] ‘Oscar – Smiley Man Child’[/i]. He wasn’t good at remembering names… or faces… or much at all really. Life seemed to boringly treacle by when he wasn’t fighting, and he didn’t care to pay much attention. 

“I cannot say for certain what the king's motivations are... but the guards and the walls surrounding Maceron is this city's last line of defense, and therefore, are requiring of fortification. The soldiers in Talbor's armies are the offensive branch of this country's military, and are making preparations to mount an offensive as we speak. You are free to fight the Legion as you please, outside the name of Talbor. Though due to their superior numbers and weaponry, that would be foolish.”  

“In layman's terms,” Oscar added, “we're working on it. You can throw as many rocks at the Legion as you'd like.”

Kuruk wagged his dark tail subconsciously when he heard the words ‘mount’ and ‘offensive’, but he was otherwise disappointed at their suggestions. Even he wasn’t foolish enough to try fight a group on soldiers on his own, let alone an entire army. “There must be something Kuruk can do around here?” he moaned, “Can’t even fit in your fucking taverns! You are all too tiny!” It was true, given that the average human height was about a foot and a half smaller than him, that he was unable to enter many of the smaller buildings throughout the city. It wasn’t like he could just crouch around either, given he was a centaur. He was understandably getting bored of having to drink out the front of tavern in the cold, and of spending nights in the stables on the edge of town.

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[i]Apologies for the small posts btw[/i][/hider]