Surr Kirococ Of The Nomucs Tribe
Surr had been walking slowly walking about the streets, ignoring the odd glances sent his way. He was much too mesmerized by The Capital. Building after building, row after row, street after street, all as far as Surr could see. Something about this new landscape was just awe inspiring. So many of a species being able to survive in such close quarters. It truly showed just how powerful progress could be. Surr wondered what had to be sacrificed to make this city work. What kind of forces had to be tamed just to allow this to not kill nearly everyone in the first year?
A few minutes of walking and Surr suddenly shot forward. Stumbling a few steps before him, Surr stuck his right foot straight into the ground while stabbing the blunt end of his spear into the ground to brace himself. Before he had even realized that he had lost balance, Surr already had it back.
Surr turned around to see two men, one of which was massive by human standards and one that was rather small. He cocked his head as he looked over them. Before a single question could leave Surr, the tall man gave an apology. As Surr prepared to respond to the apology, a question fired off in his mind.
"You're not pureblood human, are you?" Surr asked with an inquisitive tone. His thoughts suddenly on why this man was so large.