Pickybomber

An average life leaves this wolf in a state of complacency with her daily routine. Sure, she manages to get through her day by day making money with streaming and her occasional blog reviews, but she often wishes for a little more excitement when it came to stuff to talk about. There's only so many times you can talk about awful first dates, awful expirences in high school, or that one date that sucked dick until they up and got ate by the hot chick sitting a few seats down. Boy, was that a night to remember.

Then she started hearing these little rumors and stories about a place. A place where people, creatures, royalty and monsters came together to just...do whatever. Fight, fuck, chill, eat, whatever. There were no doubt a couple dozen people like her with a wider variety of appetites, and some unforgetable faces that would make for great stories to rave on about the morning after. This was something Beth had to get out and see. '

So, she dusted off her tablet, got together her essenstials, grabbed whatever money she could, and made her way to the Nexus. No telling what would happen, but it would be more entertaining than nothing. This much the wolf was sure of.

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Another inhabitant of the RealmOfChaos