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Hey! It's a small part of what I'm working on these days, I'm just testing myself in creating a new lore and already curious how much awesome ideas that can bring to us and how far that will go >.>
Besides  Azinsha helped me a lot with this amazing story so you may have some basic impression of that world x3

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A group of merchants walked carefree through the rocky landscape, carrying carts full of various goods. Trade between micro cities is quite active, as micros choose safer routes between their cities.

"Do you think this will be enough to pay off our debt?" asked one of the younger ones.

"Sure, last month we managed to pay off the bare minimum. If sales are low this time, I don't know how we'll survive until the end of this month." said the older one.

"I'm sure we'll be fine; we have a lot of great products this time." said another member of the group.

“Let's keep up, we're almost there. Soon we will- “

The group leader stopped when he felt a jolt, then another, then another. Everyone froze, feeling the intensity of the tremor in the ground.
They immediately understood what was happening. A macro was approaching, a large one, in fact, as it grew stronger with each passing second. They were sure that macros usually don’t walk in this area. It was even specified on their map not to go south. Then the group noticed the source of the tremor to their left.

It was a giant ermine. Judging by her appearance, she was a mercenary who was on a mission to deliver a particularly important cargo, away from the eyes of other macros. She stretched, feeling her muscles relax after hours of walking. This was normal for someone like her: getting from point A to point B and completing her mission. Her mind was at peace until she felt like stepped on something.
Noticing the people and their carts, her mood shifted to a more contemptuous and irritated as she continued walking forward. The stoat mercenary could have been more careful when walking, knowing that micros usually live in this area but that wasn't her concern.

With a slow movement, she raised her paw, showing those below the details of her paw. Dusty, exquisitely crafted, and immense. She crushed them without a care in the world, destroying their precious wagons in turn.

"Watch my step, humans," she said continuing her march as if nothing serious had happened.

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