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located in The Swamps of Nazar, a part of Elemental Battles: Rage, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Swamps of Nazar

The noxious lifeforms here, present a whole other challenge for a traveling wolf.

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Character Portrait: Schemeko Character Portrait: Shamus
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Schemeko

Schemeko and Shamus's entourage were approaching the borders of their lands. To which one could tell that the marsh wasn't so deep and the land seemed drier here. "Well, here we are...I bet your pleased." Schemeko grumbled. He looked towards Shamus who seemed to not have a care in the world. It was then he eyed the two Hemlocks towards the back of them. He decided to look away as he cared very little. It was then they began to creep up on Shamus as they began to bear their fangs.

Then suddenly, Nail and Greytooth lunged as one grabbed Shamus's satchel and the other the strap. With their sharp teeth they easily relieved him of his possessions. During the confusion they prepared to poison the wretch but, against his better judgement, Schemeko defended him. Schemeko spat poisonous saliva at Greytooth as it coated his nose. With a yelp he dropped the bag as he began to violently toss and kick trying to remove the spit from his nose, the poison clogging his sinuses. Nail turned tail and grabbed the bag and tried to flee.

"You're not going anywhere." Schemeko chuckled as he rustled his fur as quills began to show. Then with a sudden shake, the quills detached themselves and flew at Nail, striking him in his hind legs. He too yelped as he dropped to the ground. He furiously bit at his legs trying to remove the uncomfortable quills. Yet his movement soon became slower and slower with time. Eventually he found himself paralyzed. Schemeko casually walked up to Nail and took the bag away from him with ease. He soon began to foam at the mouth. He continued to nonchalantly stroll up to Shamus as he dropped the bag at his feet.

"There you go." He abruptly spoke. He then looked at Greytooth who was howling in pain as he shoved his nose in the marsh's water trying to ease the burning sensation. "Oh shut up!" Schemeko barked as he bit down on Greytooth's scruff and slammed his head next to a nearby tree, knocking him unconscious. He then turned to Shamus whom he assumed might be confused about all of this. He then stared at him for a while then he snickered, "Sorry about that but these two dolts have not the interest in our native flora and fauna as I...besides they simply are bad conversationalists anyway."