apebit-draws:

"When they raided our town and took over… it took some getting used to, sure. Soldiers like me weren’t allowed to wear armor. Heck, most of us weren’t allowed to wear clothes. They’d leash us and train us in the castle’s courtyard till the sun went down. Good exercise! They’d feed us for free {if we begged). Even chased away our rat problem. At night we’d keep ‘em company. They didn’t need weapons to enforce that. Strong bodies. Warm pelts. Who could resist? Strange, good times."
- Semi-Anonymous Human Soldier

(Thinking about old JRPGs and beastmen. Cleaned up late-night openCanvas sketch while doodling with monkeysuit and aster.)

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