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Gamur

  1. Gamur the Axe
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8.02 “I didn’t know I’d be coming! I thought—well, there’s still a lot to see, right? Can we meet some of the Named Adventurers, do you think? I’ve always wanted to meet one. I mean—I have. But a Gnoll one. Like Gamur the Axe. I had a toy of him when I was small. He’s here, right?”
9.49 Gamur the Axe, the Named-rank Gnoll [Warrior] who carried a gigantic axe that had cleaved through hundreds of monsters, slowly stepped into the inn as the Drake stared at him and Colth. But the Gnoll didn’t approach Colth’s table. He just sat near the fire as room was made for him, and he pointedly sat facing Colth.
9.49 How else would you explain the coincidental arrival of Gamur? It seemed that the [Necromancer], Pisces, was certainly caught off-guard by the meeting. Gamur just glowered, clearly cold and wet, and began eating links of hot, grilled sausage the moment it was set in front of him.
9.49 How else would you explain the coincidental arrival of Gamur? It seemed that the [Necromancer], Pisces, was certainly caught off-guard by the meeting. Gamur just glowered, clearly cold and wet, and began eating links of hot, grilled sausage the moment it was set in front of him.
9.49 Instantly, the denizens of Roshal grew more interested, and Gamur’s head rose a second from his table. Colth waved a hand.
9.49 Apparently, Colth had just proven he knew the city, because the entire group got to gossiping at once. Pisces’ mistrust grew and grew…especially when he noticed Gamur glaring at Colth. When the Gnoll met Pisces’ eyes, he gave Pisces a glower that clearly meant something threatening.
9.49 Pisces didn’t know what to make of the sudden appearance of Gamur the Axe. He was searching his mind for any knowledge of the Named-rank other than his name.
9.49 Gamur, Gamur…a southern Named-rank famous for fighting monsters. That was literally it. But the Gnoll looked like an adventurer out of stories. He had scarred grey-brown fur, and he was like a gigantic, hunched boulder.
9.49 Gamur, Gamur…a southern Named-rank famous for fighting monsters. That was literally it. But the Gnoll looked like an adventurer out of stories. He had scarred grey-brown fur, and he was like a gigantic, hunched boulder.
9.49 It would not be a favorable comparison, but the only brawnier Gnolls that Pisces had ever seen were Raskghar. Gamur’s huge battleaxe had runework on the edge, and it was a massive, two-handed weapon that you could use to cut open a Wyvern.
9.49 Gamur’s glare widened, and then he flicked his eyes to Colth. Pisces jerked his head right at Colth and then towards the door.
9.49 Are we to leave? He shifted, touching his fingers to his mug. He tapped two fingers, then one, glancing at Gamur. There are two of us, one of you—reinforcements? Are we in trouble?
9.49 The Gnoll [Warrior] stared at the door, then Pisces’ fingers, and looked patently confused. He hesitated, then shook his head. He glared and folded his arms. Pisces raised his brows. Gamur thought about it—then turned around slowly in his seat.
9.49 Wonderful. Pisces had no idea if he’d misread the signs or if Gamur just had Yvlon-levels of subterfuge. He feared the latter, but then, why was the Gnoll here?
9.49 The [Slaver] lifted a ringed hand, and Colth lifted an unsteady one in reply. Gamur snorted as Colth tried to stand and got up unsteadily.