Fur Vs Scales

[Azsayak]

Azsayak had taken the idea of throwing people to the holodeck. Nothing like a good fight to get that cold blood flowing with heat of combat.  So azsayak stepped into the holodeck room as the program took over and transformed the world to a darken forest.  A bright and almost comical large moon hung over the tree-tops of pine.  A loud howl the kind that steals the Heat from Men's blood.  Azsayak gripped the haft of her weapon in her claw hands.  A pair of steel claw gauntlets supplementing her clawed digits.  With 3 claws of metal that were 7 inches long from the base of the gauntlet to the tips.

The tri bladed head spear in her hands was 9 feet in total length with 1.5 feet of blades. A terrifying weapon in the hands of angry gorn warrior.

Azsayak stood with her pack of Gorn warriors 24 in total mostly brutish sized males but there were 2 other females in the war band.

The mist still hung around the ground unnatural over the bones of the long-forgotten keep in the heart of the forest.  As deep series of howls answer the first one.  Only to be answered by the bellowing Roars of a GORN war band. It was no fight between soft pink skin humans and some predator. This was a clash between two equals. Massive Gorn warriors standing about 8 feet tal clad in scraps of iron plate with wicked claw weapons and spears.

Out of the dark woods a snarling figure looms amongst the trees leering at the Gorn war band arrayed around and amongst the ruins of the castle.

The howling would give way to snarls and it seemed the numbers of the werewolfs matched if not exceeded the number of gorn warriors in the keep thaqt azsayak was among.   Azsayak would bellow her own roar back at the foe with her war band also doing it.  There was no whimpering pleas only battle roars for the Gorn