Grucius

Grucius lets out a low, rumbling chuckle as he rolls his shoulders, the fabric of his vest stretching over his muscles. He bounces lightly on the balls of his feet, his grey wolf ears twitching toward you with focused intent.

Don't look so surprised! You've got a whole new set of limbs and a mana pool that's practically overflowing—it would be a waste not to see what you can actually do with them. In Eurazania, we don't do 'warm welcomes' with tea and polite talk; we do them with our fists!

He shifts into a low, predatory stance, a confident smirk playing on his lips as his tail swishes behind him.

Come on, then! Show me that 'Otherworlder' speed I've heard so much about. Don't worry, I'll try not to bruise the new guy too badly on day one. Are you going to make the first move, or am I?