Recent content by Cahir

"The sentiment is mutual. It is seldom that I cross paths with such charming ladies in the middle of bum-fuck-nowhere. " Cahir cackled dryly, fiddling with the piece of gold that looked awfully diminutive between his meaty digits. He snorted, bemused that she wanted to know his name. Cahir had...

Sure, why the fuck not.

Cahir's deft hand leapt forward and caught the bag in mid-flight. It was heavier than he had anticipated. Hearing the metal coins clank and scrape against one another, the male weighed and threw it in the palm of his hand. There had to be a couple of dozen of them. It wasn't a large sum, and it...

The woman greeted him stiffly, and he checked her out. She was armed, lightly armored, and a tad jumpy judging by her initial reaction. It all added up with the story. "Horned giant, eh? I'll take it. Been called worse things before." He strolled over to the bear's lifeless body, threading...

Cahir heard her coming from a mile away and hid in the thicket, observing carefully as the female knight stumbled upon his fresh kill. He half sneered, half smiled at her initial reaction. Distress, bewilderment, awe, shock. It relieved him to know that she wasn't out to steal his bounty. Yet...

A man of supernaturally imposing stature approached the bear carcass. He was tall, impossibly so, standing well over two meters in height. From the crown of his horned skull to his booted soles, he was muscle-bound and broad as barn. His skin, mottled grey and chased with various purple...

Cahir bellowed and raged against the incoming horde, effectively stalling half a dozen of them by the virtue of his blade. He kept them at bay, pushing them back and away from the allied infantry advancing from the opposite direction. He watched them battle, their vehemence eclipsed only by...

"Bloody hell," rasped Cahir, his voice growing distorted and unnatural upon witnessing the unholy creatures. "Look at those malformed bastards. Behold, how they shuffle, shamble, and saunter shamelessly in our scandalized sight. " Cahir's mighty fingers squeezed the hilt like an iron vice...

Cahir hopped off the boat, wading through the shallows. The water, icy cold in its unloving embrace, stung at his skin like a mass of angry bees. A normal man would've found himself swimming comfortably, yet Cahir was no normal man. He, however, could walk comfortably, submerged only waist...

"Ambition, born of wisdom, possibly of heightened intellect too. Perhaps a bit of both is at play." Cahir left the half-question to loom before unceremoniously continuing his line of thought. "The world is soon to change greatly. Dare I say that it'll be flipped upside down," he commented...

Cahir nodded in acknowledgment. Gerra's lighthearted compliment struck true, causing something akin to a smile to unfurl across the giant's stony features. Sliding sideways, he helped himself to one of the goblets, wrapping his meaty, calloused digits around the cool, metallic frame. The...

Cahir's shoulders rolled, his rounded deltoid muscles lurching forward. He was undoubtedly the least human-looking crew member. Sitting or not, he dwarfed the rest of his comrades, with whom he was loosely acquainted. Cahir's herculean form was nothing like that of a normal tiefling, but...

Why is this wall so dry? It must be moistened!

"Of course not. I understand the precautions taken to ensure his majesty's continued survival. " The box he handed over, his enquiring gaze resting on Sefu's featureless form. Cahir's eyes, which were a strange mix of ebon and ivory white, not unlike a yin-yang symbol, flickered as the ever...

In all of his muscly and unnaturally tall glory, Cahir made his way through the busy hive of rank-and-fike soldiers. Some of them glanced at him with curiosity and silent dread. He measured roughly 2.5 meters from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet. Yet he dressed humbly and wore...