CaptainRustbolt21
The Rusty One
Rewby then sighs and begins to actually start talking. “Well, from an half-hour ago, I was just strolling around the hub, minding my own business, having some decent armor and weaponry on me. During my mindful stroll, some couple of bandits cornered me and demanded that I hand them over everything I got in my inventory! Naturally, I tried to fight back, but they were actually pretty tough men! Hell, their leader had a powerful plasma staff!” Rewby explains before she gradually begins to talk more aggressively. “I tried to send you an invite so I can get some bloody assistance, but you NEVER came! I was able to kill their leader, making his cronies to retreat, but I had to suffer some serious scars from the waist because of the battle, and the only reason why I’m still surviving is because the bandits were too dumb enough to know that a hard blow to my FREAKING brain, the only known Krystalline organ, would kill me and I just- Eurgh!” Rewby continues before she stops and tries to calm herself down by discarding her crystal wig (revealing her bald head), put both hands onto her head, and look down.