Male Trox Expert
Throg looks down at the man and reaches out with the little hands in his abdomen his alien form towering over as he lets both hands clasp together. "RAAAAGGGGHHHHHH"He Roars as he lets both hands come down on the man before him. Intimidate: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Male Trox Expert
Throg continued to try and comfort the woman as he looked over his shoulder at the others and smiled at the halfling. "Welcome little one" He said before he turns back to try and comfort the woman as best as he can. He did not understand why the sport needed cheerleaders for the crowd but than again he wasnt well versed yet in the ins and outs of the game.
Male Trox Expert
"it is fine we shall best them on the field" Throg said as he looked over to the women and walked over. "I do not mind if the ladies wait here. If they are supposed to meet with someone than they need to wait. Also you never know if some unscrupulous man might take advantage of them."he said being as polite as possible after he returned from the stands.
Male Trox Expert
Throg nods as he continues eating before turning to the smaller beings. " I see some wisdom in that, but still the whole ordeal was unwarranted. Also I believe you should be taken in for assault."he paused"But you are needed here for the game and as the contract states you are needed to accomplish it." "Also why do you run, shouldn't you challenge your mate's mate. At least in my culture that's how it was done."
Male Trox Expert
Throg noticed the chain and felt the weight on his own scarred wrists and ankles. He closed his eyes and centered himself. He was a freeman and had the papers to prove it. Thus Throg opened his eyes and looked at the two men and shrugged not intimidated by such large beings."If you don't eat your food I will" Throg said as he ate some more of his food looking at the situation as under control for know.
Male Trox Expert
hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Throg chuckled as he looked at the small dummies and watched as he ran easily through the gauntlet knocking over all but two. He looked to the coach and flexed his four tiny abdomen arms. "This Tackling, Can we grab them cause these little arms are great for grappling. Infact if I can, I can continue to hold or fight with my large hands while my small hands hold tight? I think we could use that as an advantage.l"
Male Trox Expert
Throg reruns with a new grip acro: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
He faltered twice and struggled str: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9
Male Trox Expert
Intelligence check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 "I am used to the lack of equipment that would fit me. If you let me look at it I might beable to figure something out." Throg says as he picks up a kit and looks at it. With a simple once over he sees he could modify it to fit him and Dharkantia. "Ah yes rules...What are these rules and do we have weapons or no?" He says eagerly awaiting the answer to the rules question..
Male Trox Expert
Throg scratches his head as he puts bit of the shredded mess in his mouth. as hie teeth chew his mandibles move chittering as he speaks."Linli..can you say something that those of us can understand, I mean is everything some brawdy sexual innuendo? And the whole whorehouse thing, whats all this obsession with sex and whores. I mean I haven't been or had either." he stopped as he pressed in a large portion of food into his gullet. he tried to say something else but all that came froth was spittle. Noting this he finished up eating and then finished talking. "And I mean look at me I am fine, upstanding citizen"
Male Trox Expert
Throg nodded to each of the others as they parted as he was back to being deeply immersed in reading. he finally finished a long set of stanzas and looked up. Seeing many of the bar having gone, Throg himself slid his book back into his pouch and looked to one of the maids. "Could you show me to my room please" he says not wanting to disturb the tavern owner who seemed to be trying to woo some woman.
Male Trox Expert
" I am not gonna lie it is still hard to tell alot of the races from each other. My people originally have two types of races aside from Trox, the friends and the foes. Aside from that we did not dwell much on the specifics just the fact one treated us with equal or greater respect while the others fought us. My people are also quite uncouth and uncivilized. I hope that someday I can spread my faith to my people. It will be far from now but it will come....." he stopped and blinked a couple of times as he realized what exactly that would entail. as he pondered he opened the The Order of Numbers and quickly began to read. Softly his lips moved spewing out the phrases in Terran. "Sorry' Throg said blinking and looking up from his book." I thought of something and needed to reference the text. I hope I did not offend" he said still unused to having so many people around and engaged in conversation with.
Male Trox Expert
" Savagry is a dangerous thing. It also can be turned towards other uses. I myself found the repetitive reading and memorize of words aid in it well as well as the ability to craft a fine piece of steel just as rewarding in the efforts to stave off the urge to slip back into baser instincts." Throg said as he looked to Tolus. "So you worked for one of the Houses. Interesting, me i just hammer away at metal shaping it, twisting it, making sure it is durable and pure. I never released shoddy merchandise on my regulars even before I was free of the chains.." at the mention of chains he felt his wrist ache and he rotated them."So now I tend to recast my metal to make something new, its cost effective and worthy of Abadars' teachings." He tapped the bench with one of the smaller arms on his abdomen." I think I shall take a piece of meat pie and a ale, For I believe this sport will bring us great opportunities!" he says with an honest heart. It was good to talk to others, granted many feared him. here he was more comfortable talking to those who would soon join him on an adventure in the realm of sports. he hoped that through it all he would become something of a friend and maybe Shepherd to these people
Male Trox Expert
" I was a slave. My people were defeated, stripped of there pride and made into slaves. I was prized for being young and strong. Thus I was sent to learn a trade instead of mine. Because of this I lost my ability to burrow, but I gained the ability to better my mind. Granted I was bound in chains for most of my adolescence I am now free and grateful for what i can do." He took the purse and nodded a silent thanks to the man. " Through it all it was my devote reading of this book, I had found when learning my trade that tempered the savagry that was inside me, and made me yearn for a chance to better my station, I prayed and toiled, obeying the orders of my master until the day I was freed and became a productive member of society. and with Abadars' blessing I will see to this new venture and make sure that the profit will aid me and the Keeper of the First Vault in expanding the word of his faith.'he said as he ran a finger over the deep scar tissue on his wrists that once held the shackles of his servitude. it still ached at times and he could even have the scar regenerated, but it a good reminder of were he had been and what he had endured. He turned to the kasatha warrior and smiled."No the pleasure is mine. It is nice to see someone as exotic as me around. Be wary though the locals seem to distrust what they do not fully understand." he said offering one of his massive hands for her to shake.
Male Trox Expert
Throg chuckled as his abdomen hands slid the food to the side and pulled out a thin metal string and placed it in the book. He shut the worn pages and smiled. "Yes I am seeking to join The church of Abadar. While bound I found this book about to be burnt and hid it in doing so I was able to read it and escape from it all. Thus I have much to thank Abadar. So when I got the money I figured to become one of his priests!" he said with a light airy tone.
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