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- Mar 4, 2019
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The Gamorrean careened into the hard metal sheet that seperated the small arena from a thin walkway around its edge, clutching its side and shouting something untoward in the creatures gutteral tongue. Pushint itself back up from the wall, the creature snarled - yet had been provided with little time to react, before being floored with a crushing blow to the chest from what could only be described as a large hammer-head. "Come on!" its wielder bellowed, hefting the weapon to strike again "Get up!"
Ortogg the Merciless however, was not in the mood to comply, and merely pawed at the ground with its free hand, indicating the end of the bout, as the hammer-wielder Magnus grumbled in dissappointment. "We have a winner!" the voice of the fights commentator rang out, as money was changing hands, the bettors on this bout making good on their debts "Magnus the Hammer, is the victor!"
A smattering of applause went up from the small group gathered, as Magnus stalked off the arena floor, and reattached his bantha hide coat, collected his payment, and headed to the nearest bar. Walking down the main street, hammer in hand, his others weapons adorned about his person, he towered above passers by, spotting The Dusty Dewback - one of his preferred haunts - and heading inside.