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Maxwell Wahl Stoanes by Woofle

Maxwell Wahl Stoanes

Woofle

Name:
Maxwell Wahl Stoanes
Age:
Teenage
Gender:
Male
Height:
Shrimpy
Weight:
Pudgy
Species:
Half-Beast - Dog-kin

Artwork by Fortuna

One of the main characters from ECO - Elancia Chronicles: Order of New Gods.

Wahl straightened his posture, curling his lip. "Well, obviously, there's nothing of use here. All we would find out, we already know. He drank, he played guitar, he slept in the bath tub for days. Who cares?"
"It's kind of our job to care," Lannos reminded him. Stupid, crafty Lannos. How had the great Captain Wahl ended up with these good for nothing pricks?
"We haven't spoken to everyone here yet," Atherton added. "Maybe we'll find something useful?"
"Soine's going to kill us if we don't bring him back, you know," Lannos pointed out. "As I said, it's our job to care."
"I don't care about this guy though," Wahl complained. He hated when no one would listen to him. Maybe his parents could get him out of this jam, although they'd been unsuccessful so far. Good for nothings, the lot of them, and the Imperial Knights, too! "Virt, or whatever his name is."
"Versearrun," Atherton, offered helpfully. "Versearrun Erin Kira Mc-"
"I KNOW!" Wahl said loudly over him. "I'm in charge here. I say what goes. Duh. Are you deficient?"
Atherton made a face and a wanking gesture, Lannos shifted uneasily, before he sighed, and looked back towards where the fox-kin had been so recently. "What's our next move?" he asked a moment later.
"Fucking... JUST FIND HIM! A worthless pest like him couldn't have gone far. He's a piss-drunk disorganized fucking ... dumbass.. uh.. bitch!" by this point, Wahl was fuming, and breathing rather hard. "Can't any of you jackasses do your job?! WHERE THE HELL IS TIYA?"
"Right here, sir Wahl," said the bear-kin, waddling her flabby form through the door. Wahl didn't think she was a very attractive woman. In fact, he was quite sure she was more attracted to food. "He's headed for Qaimusu Island."
Wahl laughed. "Qaimusu!? God, what a podunk HOLE that place is. Why would anyone go there?" He laughed again, for effect. Qaimusu was redneck central. Wahl would have to clean his boots and his horse's shoes after visiting that place. The captain realized his subordinates had already left, though.
He turned to look out the window. "You shall rue the day, Versearrun Erin Kira Mc...whatever, that you ran afoul of me. I shall have you behind bars, and I shall have my rightful role restored! You are my meal ticket. Shall you never forget the day you crossed Wahl Stoanes!"

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