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"Pickts see?" She stumbled over the words, much like she had with Jex and her scaled brow furrowed in frustration as she tried several times to try and mimic the sounds the blue mosquito had made. "What hive forge, does it sting? Glasha smith too, she good at hit metal and fire, she make her...

Glasha leaned in towards Lily. "Was Glasha bin-juice off? Or did bug talk?" Her attempt at whispering proved to be only slightly less audible than her shouting, somehow louder still than her talking at a reasonable volume. "Glasha likes her arms, she does not need new ones." Glasha paused...

"Oh, they young? Glasha wondered why they covered in wee. She has trouble working out age of humans. You all so small and same looking." She smiled, staring over towards the family Jexlt was guarding. Overall they seemed pleasant enough, but Glasha felt that about most people until she had...

Glasha stuck her little finger in her ear and twisted. Pure bliss overcame her for a few brief seconds before the young komodi withdrew her finger and gave it a sniff for good measure. She was in her own little world, staring at the vast valley that stretched endlessly either side of the...

The Great Eastern Migration. The first caravan train of the season. Merchants from Elbion and beyond gathered within the vast metropolis ready to begin the long journey towards the pearl of Arethil - Alliria. It was a yearly procession, celebrated across the civilised world as being the end of...

The smell of the piss baby was really starting to grate at her sensitive nose and she found her face contorted in a horrified expression of disgust. Despite their nature as scavengers and Glasha's own penchant of hunting rats in the sewer for a meal, she tried to be as hygienic and cleanly as...

Glasha's fist buried itself deep and hard into the face of a man. He screamed, blood erupting from his nose as it cracked to the side. It was a messy affair really. Her fist was now a rusty browny-red, each fresh coat of blood from a victims face further painting it a darker shade. Yet it didn't...

Several things happened at once, each one threatening to overwhelm Glasha's brain. As everything transpired around her, the Komodo still found herself ducking, weaving and sidestepping the blows of an insignificant runt. Suddenly, out of nowhere, chains had erupted and restrained a few of the...

She was perplexed, a lot of things happened at once and, all the while, the tugging at her shoulders continued. Slowly it became clear she had saved the two figures before her, although she thought it best to keep it quiet that this was just by chance. Subtly, she glanced around at her vicinity...

Glasha stared around at the scene before her, she was satisfied with the carnage she had wrought. Without a care in the world, she inspected her hammer and carefully rubbed off any smudges of brain, blood or gore that remained on it and simply returned it to its place on her back. Overall, she...

Glasha trudged happily through the streets of Alliria. If anyone were around they might even say she was skipping. Needless to say, she felt most at home during the nighttime where there were fewer people to stare or accost her. Komodo's, after all, meant trouble to most people and their...

Glasha Biographical information Birthplace Eaglehead Born Died Age 90 Home Nomadic Physical description Race ...