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Urz

The square resounded with bellowing roars and the impact of heavy bodies battering each other bloody. The large crowd of bear folk hooted and howled encouragement and insults at the two ursine warriors locked in combat at their centre. One was brown furred and tall hailing from the lowland clans, the other pale grey and shorter, denoting his belonging to the mountain clans. Both had been wounded, both nursed broken bones.

 

Despite this being a training session.

 

In the crowd two armoured ursine watched intently. Both sported mercenary guild sashes, both nodded as choice blows landed and smiled fang filled smiles.

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