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!LB

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This lion is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance Markings
Base Ducat (Orange Skin) Slot 2: Fiery Undershine (33%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Royal Belly (17%) Tier 0
Slot 5: Under White 4 (83%) Tier 0
Slot 6: Blazing Mist (38%) Tier 3
Slot 7: Under White 5 (50%) Tier 0
Slot 8: Mahogany Crust (20%) Tier 1
Slot 9: Royal Undercoat (35%) Tier 1
Slot 10: Brown Cheetah Heavy (79%) Tier 1
Genetics Golden Medium Countershaded Common
Eyes Blue
Mane Type Savage
Mane Color Onyx
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
Ashlands

Above
Body Paint: Shamanic
Death Battle Mask
Bloody Feast
Expression: Anger
Event Scar: Unrequited Love
Scar: Anklebiter
Scar: Beaten Up
Scar: Front Leg Left
Scar: Long Left Eye
Scar: Neck
Scar: Side
Leg Wraps
Stolen Gun
Remains of the Unworthy
Biography
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Banner art by Starlord, 40847

You come up to Ludwig Beilschmidt and hear him talking about escape plans to another pride mate. As you approach, he suddenly gets quiet and looks a bit guilty. Perhaps some extra patrolling is in order tonight.

Ludwig Beilschmidt huffs a greeting when you approach, but as soon as you're too close he smacks your cheek. Ow!

When you greet him, Ludwig Beilschmidt smacks you with his tail as he turns around to take care of his own damn business.

You ask Ludwig Beilschmidt if he wants a tip on his hunting technique, and he tells you he'd rather learn from a log.

You were having some trouble getting into a carcass with a tough hide, so you invited Ludwig Beilschmidt to share with you. Sure enough, he proudly tore the decaying beast to shreds. You wonder if his claws are permanently bloodstained.

You greet Ludwig Beilschmidt. He roars at you. He clearly likes you a lot.

You were sharing a chuckle with your pride mates when Ludwig Beilschmidt mumbled at all of you to shut up. Seems he thought it was funny, too.

Ludwig Beilschmidt comments on your lack of skill in sparring with other lions as you approach. Sheesh.

Ludwig Beilschmidt shoots you a pointed stare as you near, snorting at you disapprovingly for some reason or another.

You pass by Ludwig Beilschmidt lurking in the shadows. He narrows his eyes as he watches you walk by. You are unsure if he is showing contentment or contempt, but it unsettles you.

When you come to greet Ludwig Beilschmidt, he gives you the most contemptuous snarl.

You see Ludwig Beilschmidt has a dozen fresh scratches on his face and blood dripping down his chin. You decide not to ask what he has been up to.





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