[Once in the darkest annals of prehistory, the raptors and the humans were not as one - not in the having sex way but in the eating/throwing shit at each other way, let us be clear before anyone gets any sick ideas from this narrative.
As I was saying once they were not united - Enma-raptor remembers those days well, remembers how he prowled the jungles consumed by his thirst for blood, by his anger, by his desire to consume all that was human. There are nights when he awakens from his dinosauric slumber remembering those hunts as half fantasy, half nightmare.
They were dark times indeed - they're only whispered of now, now that the species have mended their ways and looked towards the future, hand in talon. He is here now to serve as a steed, as a noble mount that one might....
mount.
Again, not in that way.
ALIGHT, brave human, and fight beside your reptilian partner! Enma-Raptor awaits!]
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As I was saying once they were not united - Enma-raptor remembers those days well, remembers how he prowled the jungles consumed by his thirst for blood, by his anger, by his desire to consume all that was human. There are nights when he awakens from his dinosauric slumber remembering those hunts as half fantasy, half nightmare.
They were dark times indeed - they're only whispered of now, now that the species have mended their ways and looked towards the future, hand in talon. He is here now to serve as a steed, as a noble mount that one might....
mount.
Again, not in that way.
ALIGHT, brave human, and fight beside your reptilian partner! Enma-Raptor awaits!]