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Sirigrim

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Klein

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"Their hunger for flesh is great, overwhelming other desires at times, some of the individuals who reside within this group are more susceptible to the hunger than the others."

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Sirigrim
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(I do not own this image, all credit goes to the artist Morry. I will remove if asked, I merely intend on using the image to show the character I had in mind.)



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Age:
Five hundred and thirty two|532 Years Old

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Male

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Gigas|Giant


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So begins...

Sirigrim's Story

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#, as written by Klein
The Door would seem to slowly open with an audible creek, the sound of a shriek could be heard ripping through the somewhat silent Pub and piercing the ears of those whom where present, albeit [NPC] and Active Patron alike. The sound of metal being drug across a hard surface and the sound of sparks seeming to flicker- briefly dancing across the floor before eventually ceasing to exist.

The sound of heavy footsteps would follow as it seemed a creature with a boney horned head and a muscular grotesque figure would proceed to enter, four empty eye sockets seeming to be located upon the skull and a set of rusted and tattered cleavers caked in dried blood seemed to be clasped in the creatures large hands by their handles which where wrapped in worn cloth, the blades being drug behind it- seeming to dig into the floor or ripping into the smooth woodwork.

The creature simply didn't seem to care if it was damaging the floor, rather that head of its seemed to twist about slowly..the stench of death, decay and the irony smell of blood would waver from the creatures form. Its breaths slow and heavy, form lurched or back arched. The Pub seemed to be dead, no Patrons aside from [NPC] where present..though they where currently staring in horror as those empty sockets in the skull that made up its head seem to stare back.

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The Creatures Skull Like head would seem to turn in the direction of the Undead Creature, one could feel those empty eye leave their presence as they fell upon the Being who now seemed to approach the 'Demon', a creature reeking of Death and the Smell of Blood or Iron- though the massive creature didn't seem to budge even with the Mans approach rather it seemed to allow the Man to take in its visage..seeing to admired the worn and chipped blades or cleavers grasped firmly in the creatures hands.

However a lowly 'grumble' or noise would escape the creatures form, one could hear it breathing in sharply as if it was attempting to communicate though words did abruptly follow.
Actually..I do speak English, however I thank you for your compliment towards my weapon. Though I prefer to have them a bit more..dull so they take longer to cleave through the flesh of those who dare cross me... a clean slice means a quick kill and whats the fun in that...?
The Creature would offer in comply, though it did seem the Man had offered it...liquor.

I would like a drink actually. I hadn't had Alcohol in quite some time...though it wouldn't do much it would serve as a beverage to help add to the mood perhaps...?
Its voice seemed, guttural...deep almost angry or hungry.

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The Vivid Sound of shrieking would be heard, lightly humming and mixing itself in with the various sounds that happened to resonate within the Bar, these sounds include various voices enacting in conversation, to the sound of laughter or even the pit patting of food steps- to the loud thud of heavy boots both leather and armored. One could even heard the sounds of the tap constantly running as people ordered their Beers straight from the Key or the popping of corks as people order drinks from bottles and have them poured in glasses.

Anyhow. The smell of 'Iron' which was often affiliated with blood soon followed by the stench of a rotting corpse would soon briefly follow, mixing in with the smells of Alcohol and Good Food. The shriek growing louder and a set of heavily drawn footsteps soon to follow.

The Door seeming to open abruptly, but rather then what would be a normal Patron...well a rather large, grotesque creature with a skull like head that possessed four empty eye sockets would seem to enter, it dragging two larger chipped, worn and blood caked cleavers behind it by the handles that where wrapped in old, dirty cloth..the blades digging into the finely polish floor, and the sound of old metal ripping into wood would soon follow.

The Creatures form seemed to be lurched over, as if it put no effort into using its arms and rather merely drug them behind it, using the cleavers as weights. The Creature or 'Monster' would seem to pause, its head twisting about slowly as those empty sockets seemed to take in the various [NPC] and then the current Two Patrons present.

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#, as written by Klein
A Fight? Oh how 'People' jumped to conclusions so...easily, simply because a Creature 'looked' horrid or even grotesque meant it would mean- well there was the 'Rumor' or 'Legend' of the Butcher, somewhat similar to -Jack the Ripper- however at first it dined on the flesh of Warriors it felled in Battle, though its honor bond commitment turned into a lustful desire.

The Creatures form would seem to creak, as if its very bones had suddenly locked up and where attempting to move once more, a sickly cracking escaped its form as the creatures head twisted in a almost inhuman manner..like an owl..? Though from the noise that escaped its form any normal human would of died from doing what it just did.
Speak..? Why of course...Child..I can speak, did something make you think...otherwise..?
Its voice was guttered, as if it was struggling to create words while retained some manner of sanity, strained.

However its head would seem to twist in the direction of this Archer the one who climbed the steps and seemed to grasp his Bow..? Well actually moving TOWARDS the stairs.
I'd..advice you to refrain from such, an Bow is the least practical thing in a confine space..if that arrow doesn't finish me off I assure you these cleavers would rend your flesh like hot butter...however I did not come here looking for combat, I'd prefer the Arena where both sides are on equal grounds.
The Creature would retort, an unfair fight was..no fun, it only killed..well as of recent killed humans who deserved it to satiate its hunger..but when it came to combat it desired an honorable duel, it still retained its 'Warrior' heart after all..despite being a flesh hungry monster.

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Its head would seem to tilt to the side, rather it retained no hostility towards either of them. Surprisingly it was 'peaceful', then again when one sees something horrific in appearance they often use this as a means or excuse to justify violence. The 'Butcher' had gotten that allot, many 'Hero's' looking forward to slaying the Beast, a Warrior who deliberately trapped itself in such a horrific state to best reserve its honor and element...to one day satisfy his dream at defeating a God and dining on its flesh.
I can. Like I said, what makes you think otherwise Child..? Has this world and its various...creatures not taught you..otherwise..?
It would ask in question, voice still straining as it seemed to abruptly make way towards the Counter..well it came here for one specific reason, and that was to pointlessly consume alcohol to think back on fading memories of old times.

The Arena would be much better- but Good, I'd rather not end someone's life without seeing their full potential..I despise unfair battles..but I sadly do not..then again I lack the ability to be...cautious...a natural berserker.
And all Berserker's lacked that trait many Warriors or Archers possessed...they never thought things through mostly.

Who says I'd use my cleavers...as a Demon my body itself is an ample weapon, stairs aren't the easiest thing to climb when a large Beast manages to cover the space between its prey in a second-
The Creature laughed, he looked...slow...lumbering but that was furthest from the truth, no Berserker was slow.

Ah...I apologize, I tend to..space out..this body doesn't function like it..use to, its...stronger....faster...but takes time to start up...
Its voice would strain once more.