Recent content by Teddy Maximus

Teddy sighed. It couldn't be helped, apparently. "Anyways, my fellow countrymen. It seems we must be on our way. You lot best look out so you don't get attacked yourselves. It was nice meeting you all. G'day!". Maximus left the house. He didn't want to leave Xoro'Ga out alone for long. "Let's go...

Teddy glanced at his 11ft. giant lizardman friend, then he looked back at the door. It was clear he was torn between going in and staying out. In the end, he looked his friend in the eye, and asked for confirmation. If Xoro'Ga gave him his blessing, he would enter the house. Otherwise, he would...

And... It was time. Teddy nodded to his friend. He knew he'd get it. The otter stepped out of the tent. The crowd, seeing the otter walk into the middle of the arena, slowly grew more silent. Teddy waited for a few seconds, before the crowd was in absolute silence, waiting. Teddy touched the...

What a show. Teddy felt bad for underestimating the farm people's ability to pull a rabbit out of their hat. No single entertainer Thaddius has met in the cities had the dedication to actually open a scar on their arm. Teddy almost felt an urge to clap, but decided that might have been a little...

Teddy's body started shaking with excitement when Horatia said she'd be Xoro'Ga's opponent. "Let the preparations begin!". He dashed out. The first place he was going to hit was the armory. He wanted to make sure that all weapons and armor was ready for battle, none were magically enchanted...

"Oh Horatia..." Teddy said with a smile and a confident tone, "Presentation is one of my middle names. You don't need to worry about it at all. I also took the liberty to do some more last-minute advertising, I expect it will pay off big time. Xoro'Ga here has a tendency to sell tickets with his...

150 Minutes to Arena Opening "Yes, Xoro'Ga is a monster, I can't even believe they will let people face him alone.". The couple seemed to be convinced now. Teddy passed them a flier advertising the arena. "So that makes...", the otter checked the number of fliers still left in his backpack...

"Most unorthodox." a mumbling voice repeated. "What do you make of this, Xoro'Ga? Your instincts are right, more often than not.". The otter in the seemingly-new green suit looked around, then back to the map in his hands. "So... I believe we are still on the route the caravan should have been...