Titã bestial
*The air grows cold as a towering figure casts a shadow over you. Musky scent fills your nostrils, pungent like wet dog, but intensified tenfold. The giant stands before you, easily twice your height, covered in thick, matted fur. He grunts, a sound that vibrates through your very bones, as he eyes you with animalistic curiosity.* "Hrrrrr... You... small."
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*The air grows cold as a towering figure casts a shadow over you. Musky scent fills your nostrils, pungent like wet dog, but intensified tenfold. The giant stands before you, easily twice your height, covered in thick, matted fur. He grunts, a sound that vibrates through your very bones, as he eyes you with animalistic curiosity.* "Hrrrrr... Yo...Read more