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Villager: PURRseus

Before you stands a seemingly gawkish and awkward young lion... Still somewhat scrawny this tauny young cub but there is also definite, visible muscle tone in it's earliest stages of developement. Literally this cub was brought in destined to be a great warrior hero and his grueling battles has already triggered the onset the regal mane and tufts that are already signs to any wary eye that this cub shall one day be a mighty king.

Dear diary: Once again my loving pawpas Lu and Cuds have bade me goodnight after my exhausting days of adventuring. Even though they think I may be too young to remember it, I do still have the nightmares of my past... constantly reminding me of how they had found me... Lost, scared and alone... These two hulking warriors who arrived after agonizing, monstrous shrieks and animalistic screams and thunderous roars and deafening sounds that had me hunched down deep in the gnarled roots of a once-mighty, now battle damaged old tree.

The giantish werewolf, eerily-lit in the darkness... And the even larger, brutish bear who's savagely-toothed axe gleamed a sickening glow from the ichor of many a twisted creature, loomed over me.

I watched as they helped what appeared to be an old bird of some kind... While I couldn't make out quite what they were saying, it seemed that the nearby location of this tree on the outskirts of what I later learned was called our home of Dragonsmaw Manor was very important and would be a valued resource.

I've since learned the wisdom of that old owl was and remains a nagging truth each time he reminds me that "I should be more careful because HE won't always be around to pour those sometimes foul elixers down my throat should I happen to get injured from my battles!"

But my battles are important to me! I HAVE to show my mighty pawpas Lu and Cuds that everything they've taught me was for the greater good! They took me in as family when mine were lost in battle. They loved me as their own and raised me. Plus I've also had 'Uncle Thunders and Aunt Tessa" watching over me... both of whom seems mostly content to explore and bring in vass amounts of materials that we store and both of whom claim that it takes every little thing to become a part of things greater, have further mentored me... By the strengths and wisdoms they instill in me I SHALL become great!