A Roar of Rage

**Date Completed:** N/A
**Previous Role-Play**: N/A
**Users Involved:** User:Shamankingaursu, Fr7stt
**Setting:** North Blue
**Characters Involved**: Roar, Kurt

## In the Wood's

A Small town on the Island of Spider Miles was holding a Music Competiton. People from across the North Blue came to show their musical talents. The noise that was being generated from the small town spread for miles. For most people it was a great sound. But there was at least one being that disliked the music a great deal. The sounds of such human joy caused this creature unending pain. How could such a cruel species also celebrate so fiercly. What was more, the attraction of these music lead to men entering the woods to sing their songs and enjoy themselves. Drink's, fireworks and all sorts of creations of human kind. All creations that left its territory filled with scum.

As Some of their party goers were celebrating a shadow creeped over them. One of the men turned to see an Imposing bear. Drunkly, he'd call out "Hey guys their a bear..what if we shoot it." He'd pull out a pistol and aimed at the bear. The other two campers cheered but as the man fired the bear had already flipped acrobatically through the air "Hu..." The Bear smashed it full weight down on the man's head cracking his skull. The other two campers screamed out as the bear claws cut across their chests.

'Roar is most annoyed...Roar thinks we should destroy this town.' Some smaller bears followed him. The local population of this region of Spider Miles. They disliked humans too but they didn't have the same buring hatred as Roar. The same passion to destroy all this scum. But he'd lead them into town. At the height of this celebration all these humans would know a blood moon.

Changing the scene a little, on the other side of the island there was a party, with reckless and frivolous people, decadent individuals who didn't care about anything but themselves. There was an abundance of alcohol, much celebration and also a lot of work.

A man dressed in shabby clothes, looking drunk, could barely stand, but, surprisingly, sang with a hoarse, raspy voice. With his guitar, he sang songs to the small crowd present. However, it was just an ordinary bar, far from the big festival that was taking place at that moment. He wasn't a music star, just someone struggling for some success in an old, decaying bar.

The real party was taking place a considerable distance away, about a 20-minute walk, but you could already hear the applause of the crowd at a performance by a true North Blue star. It was a group of fish-men who had sailed across the seas to reach this island, just on that cursed day.

"They sing very well, don't you think, Mr. Douche?" - the singer addressed the barman on that special day when the bar was celebrating its twenty-fifth anniversary.

"They certainly do, but I think you'd do even better there," replied the old barman.

"I'd recommend you start singing somewhere else, because this little place won't last another day," interrupted a man, standing a little apart from the others. He didn't seem to live on the island, carrying an aura of mystery and unfamiliarity, making him a strange figure and a newcomer to the place. He wore a black pearl necklace, clearly something valuable and rare. The other customers in the bar wondered how someone who looked local could possess something so precious.

"Hey! Who do you think you are to talk about my bar like that?" - retorted the thin singer rudely and out of breath.

"Relax, kid. I'm not looking for trouble with anyone. I'm just telling you how it is," - said Kurt, taking a sip of an old sake.

At the Edge of the Town the Bears slowly arrived. Two Dozen or so. And at the front was the massive Roar. Some of the local towns folk looked on weary at the bears. But they were just bears they should not be much of an issue. Roar would step forward and bring his claws forward to slash across one of the nearby buildings. "Why are these bears so aggrieve." One of the Towns folk called out. Before he could say more Roar brought his claw around and smashed the person across the town. 'Let's rampage my bear kin!' The Bears roared and began to charge into town! "AHHH were being attacked by Bears!" The citizens' called out as the Bears began to maul the people. Roar let out his mighty battle cry as hie rushed into the town to end that inferno music.

People had begun to flee desperately through the village as the bears had roared and attacked the defenseless inhabitants. The screams had echoed all the way to the other side of the island. The sound had stopped abruptly, and the party had been interrupted ahead of schedule. Pirates and mercenaries who had been lurking in the area had taken advantage of the chaos to plunder the village.

Kurt had been one of them, a real crook. He had left the bar just before the chaos had begun, and when he had returned, he had found the town in flames, with bodies on the ground and bears everywhere. With a sack strapped to his back, he had started looting, breaking into the now deserted stores and bars, stealing every object. That's probably why he had had those pearls. Luckily for the thief, he had been on the wrong island at the right time.

Roar would march through the town seeing the people driven to chaos. But he noticed one human in particular who was using the chaos to steal these goods. That would not do at all. Roar wanted to make these humans suffer. No one should gain anything from this chaos. 'Go take care of the humans. I will handle this one' Roar waved at the bears kept charging through town.

Roar would march into the deserted bar as he could see Kurt stealing. He would let out a mighty roar trying to scare him off. It was as if he was saying. 'If you don't leave now I am going to kill you!'

Turning around in fright, the man crouched under a counter, and absolute silence settled around him. He was struggling to catch his breath. He had run desperately to escape Roar, who had been chasing him for several minutes. On the way, his jewels had fallen and he picked them up as quietly as possible, trying to prevent the giant bear from hearing him.

Spider Miles was the only island in North Blue that held festivals so often. The island received visitors from every sea imaginable, at least according to what the store owner had told Kurt. The island, as you might expect, had a shape reminiscent of a spider, although it wasn't that big. However, it was able to accommodate as many people as possible. Many had come in search of freedom, as there was no discrimination of any kind and the island was relatively far from the reach of the World Government.

After he had finished his thoughts, Kurt stood up abruptly. He hastily secured his bag, slinging it over his shoulder, and commenced his quest for a swift exit from that location. As he ambled toward the forest, he encountered an astonishing array of edible treasures. It was a marvel to contemplate that this place had once been a repository of countless exceptional ingredients, all destined to enrich his culinary prowess. Clearly enthralled, Kurt embarked on a gathering expedition, amassing an assortment of items that included spices, fruits, and even seeds.

He had stayed there, crossing the forest in search of Spider Miles' pier. Roar continued to look for him, but Kurt became so engrossed in the orchard that he forgot his real goal. He didn't want to confront the bear, not because he felt weak, but because he thought it wiser to avoid trouble, at least for the time being.

Roar was pissed! Had this human just ran away from him! He needed to deal with this nonsense now. He roared after Kurt and began to chase after him on all fours. Roaring after he'd called in his bear tounge. 'How dare you human. Roar is gonna smash you to bits!' It took a while to catch up to Kurt but once he did he'd spin forward with his claws and tried to cut down from the top of Kurt's head to the bottom of his body! That would give the human a scar he could never forget!