GloriaPreussens

*curls up his glorified visage as the masks of anticipation go across the canvas of his frontal area. his bones slowly clink together as the fluid between them pops into place. A simple, contortion of muscles would be felt within his cheeks as the venomous extravagant, overwhelming smugness of his grin is put into perspective.*

"filthy valah"

*would flex his facial muscles, the shields of his occular organs lowers to allow only a sliver of vision, though it proved to direct the deep seeded and racially inbred emotion and hatred the mammoth of a creature experienced for the lithe yet agile cousins of yore, gradually, the creature, muscle bound and with great vigor, brought his meaty fist to his side, the five digits, as calloused and tough as any part of him, curled around the hide grip of his sharpened steel, drawing it forth, the dark and crude iron remained sharp and as eager to let blood as a malicious hunter, its need for food twisted into a sick and perverse desire to maim and slaughter, aiming the crude yet vicious weapon forth, the creature let out through its thick ivory-clad mandibles, breath hot and reeking, in a a garble that was barely common,*

"minaz ur flat"

Careful, sniffing might get u banned for illegal raiding . . .