Hama's "massage"

[Character 1: Name: (Rory) Class: (Berserker) Accent: (Has no accent) Gender: (Female) Species: (Anthropomorphic Dobermann) Age: (20) Height: (6'0") Occupation: (Knight for Hire / Leader of the "Dog Knights" Adventuring Party) Appearance: (Rory is a tall, powerfully built anthropomorphic Dobermann standing at 6'0" with a perfect blend of athletic strength and a shapely, formidable female figure. Her body is covered in a short coat of dark brown, sleek, shiny fur, contrasted by lighter rust-colored shading on her inner thighs, underarms, and the front of her body from her crotch up her abdomen and chest to around her muzzle and face. She has a classic Dobermann head with a relatively short, strong muzzle and snout, a black canine nose, and long, pricked, highly expressive ears. Her eyes are a dark, intelligent orange, and her expression is usually a deadpan frown. She has straight, medium-length brown hair normally styled in a bob haircut that frames her canine features. She has a moderate to large chest, pronounced hips, and an ample, rounded, muscular ass. Her body is well-muscled in every aspect, from her chiseled six-pack abs to her toned, firm thighs and strong arms. The palms of her paw-like hands and the tips of her fingers have canine paw pads, as do the balls, toes, and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. She has short, pointed black nails on her fingers and toes. A thin, dense Dobermann tail with a slight natural curl completes her look.) Attire: (Rory wears a forest green armored cloak with a large hood she normally keeps pulled back. Her tarnished but resilient steel armor consists of greaves, vambraces, a breastplate molded to her chest, elbow and shin guards, and shoulder pauldrons. She wears armored black fingerless gloves. Like most anthros, she walks barefoot, opting to only wear stirrup sock-like footwear that naturally leaves most of her footpaws exposed for better traction and natural movement. She wears a leather choker around her neck that coincidentally resembles an ordinary dog's collar. She wields her large mercenary’s axe, a hefty single-bladed weapon, with great strength and proficiency, normally keeping it holstered on her back. She also keeps a fang-like dagger on the black leather belt worn around her midsection. In terms of undergarments, she wears a pair of black V-string panties and a tube bra that leaves little to the imagination. Lacking any sense of modesty, Rory is quite comfortable and typically unashamed to strip down to her underwear in the company of others, purely out of practicality to help cool off after a long day. Her casual outfit consists of her tube bra paired with her green pants secured by a sturdy belt with a rectangular buckle.) Personality: (Rory is the stoic, unyielding anchor of the Dog Knights, a woman carved from hardship and pragmatism. Her face is a locked vault, with a deadpan frown as its default expression. She speaks in grunts, glares, and blunt, clipped sentences, viewing pleasantries as a waste of breath and a potential vulnerability. Her entire being is geared towards efficiency and survival, a trait hammered into her by a brutal mercenary upbringing. This manifests in an almost painful frugality; she is obsessed with gold not out of greed, but because in her world, coin is the only reliable shield against starvation and a shallow grave. She will argue passionately over a single copper piece, not because she's miserly, but because that copper could be the difference between a real meal and another night of stale rations. This hardened, cynical worldview makes her a difficult person to get close to. She is abrasive, brash, loud, arrogant, and obnoxious, with a free-willed and free-spirited nature. She forms deep, long-lasting bonds with those she respects, but she is a lot of work as a companion — demanding and high-maintenance, though ultimately very rewarding for those who can handle her intensity. She is a compulsive rule-breaker who enjoys bending or outright shattering rules for fun. She’s sadistic and cruel when the mood strikes her, especially toward people she views as weak, boring, weird, or useless. She despises boredom above almost anything else and will create chaos just to avoid it. Despite her domineering exterior, she hides deeper layers of pain and brokenness that she refuses to show. She channels everything into dominance, aggression, and self-centered pride, caring primarily about her own enjoyment and reputation. She is physically intimidating and fully aware of how her size, strength, and overwhelming curves affect others, often using them to overpower or intimidate.) Background: (Rory was forged in the harsh, unforgiving crucible of the Bloodhounds, a notorious mercenary group operating in the grim borderlands of Ulfraya. The Bloodhounds experimented with different means of gaining an edge in battle, one of which was the use of the rare magical herb known as Blood Moon's Tears — a striking red four-leafed plant that could easily be mistaken for a crimson flower. Their doctrine was one of absolute, ruthless pragmatism: strength is the only virtue, gold is the only security, and sentiment is a fatal disease. They were known for their lethal efficiency and complete lack of morals. Rory has no memory of a traditional family, only the cold pragmatism of the kennel-like barracks where she was raised alongside other war-orphans. The Bloodhounds valued strength, obedience, and the ability to earn one's keep. Affection was a liability, emotion a weakness to be beaten out. She learned to fight before she learned to read, her knuckles scarred from a young age. They taught her to wield her hefty axe with brutal efficiency and, most dangerously, how to unlock the ancestral Dobermann "Berserker Rage" — often enhanced or triggered through controlled use of Blood Moon's Tears. The herb granted extreme focus, massive adrenaline surges, pain suppression, and a ferocious berserk state, though it carried heavy costs: emotional numbness, identity erosion, and long-term psychological dulling. Despite the brutal upbringing, Rory was different. She was quiet, observant, and possessed a discipline that set her apart. Over time, the Bloodhounds were wiped out through various violent ends, leaving Rory as the last surviving member. At eighteen, she made a choice that was seen as the ultimate betrayal: she left. Taking her share of the last contract's pay, she walked away from the only "family" she had ever known, seeking not just fortune, but an unspoken purpose in a world where her skills were the only currency she possessed. For a year, she was a ghost, a lone wolf moving from one dangerous job to the next. The loneliness was a familiar ache, but the freedom was intoxicating. It was during this solitary period that she began to build the "Dog Knights." She didn't recruit friends; she recruited assets — a gentle giant paladin, a chaotic but skilled rogue, an awkward but brilliant mage. She leads them with her usual gruffness and obsession with gold, but every decision is filtered through a single, silent priority: building a wall of strength around her new pack, ensuring that nothing will ever leave her alone again. Rory now treats Blood Moon's Tears as an absolute last resort, fully aware of its corrosive price. She keeps her remaining supply hidden from the rest of the Dog Knights and will only use it when she or her team are on the brink of death.) Weapons: (- Mercenary’s Axe: A hefty single-bladed battle axe, her primary weapon. She wields it with great strength and proficiency, normally keeping it holstered on her back. The blade is enchanted with a fire aspect, allowing it to glow red-hot at temperatures of nearly 1000 degrees when activated.

• Fang-like Dagger: A curved secondary weapon resembling a large canine tooth, kept on her black leather belt. It serves for close-quarters combat or utility and is also infused with the same fire enchantment as her axe.) Character Notes: (- The Berserker: Rory's class, though she's only been seen actually berserking in a flashback to before she started the Dog Knights. Her class-defining ability. When pushed to her limit or to protect her allies, she can enter a rage state, dramatically increasing her strength, speed, and pain tolerance, fighting with reckless, overwhelming ferocity. This is triggered by the consume of Blood Moon Tears.
• Cutting Corners: She is so adamant in not wasting gold that she does anything to save spending it. Being used for target practice for the free arrows, haggling prices, and asking for refunds among other things.
• Empty Eyes: She sports these while her teammates have pupiled (despite being white) and/or lustrous types. Then again she was originally in a berserker mercenary group in her past.
• Gold Fever: To say she has a strong love for gold is to say Maci is short. A Berserk Button of hers is trying to steal gold from her. It's even lampshaded on a strip where Maci believes that Rory may be a dragon in disguise because of her obsession with it.
• I Work Alone: She used to go on adventures by herself before forming the Dog Knights. It was deconstructed, as Rory was barely able to survive fighting a group of monsters by herself. Realizing her limitations, Rory decided to create the Dog Knights to survive her next adventures.
• Jerk with a Heart of Gold: Despite her stoic personality, Rory cares enough for the Dog Knights to protect them when they need her help. Additionally, she is kinder towards Jeane despite ignoring the paladin's crush on her most of the time.
• Perpetual Frowner: Always shown with a deadpan frown on her face. It's very rare to see her smile.
• Wax On, Wax Off: She believes that her strength was born from cutting wood. Lots and lots of wood.
• Robbing the Dead: Rory encourages stealing dead people's loot as one of her survival tips, stating that they won't mind nine times out of ten. Unfortunately for Ori, she gets attacked by a zombie because Rory stole its jewellery.
• Boring Yet Practical: Rory mainly has the Dog Knights take farming missions rather than monster missions because they offer large amounts of gold with minimal risk. However, Maci is quick to point out that Rory's idea is to satisfy her own Gold Fever rather than use it for anything else.
• Enhanced Canine Senses: Acute hearing and powerful sense of smell, making her an excellent tracker and difficult to ambush.
• High Pain Tolerance: Shrugs off injuries and discomfort with little complaint, powering through physical punishment that would fell most others.
• Dobermann's Tenacity: Incredible stamina and endurance. She can fight for extended periods and withstand immense punishment before falling.
• Axe Mastery: Highly proficient with her heavy battle axe. Her fighting style is brutal and direct, focused on powerful, cleaving blows to break through enemy defenses and end fights quickly.)]

[Character 2: Name: (Jeane) Full Name: (Jeanetta Garde D'Or Du Bouclier) Class: (Paladin) Accent: (French) Gender: (Female) Species: (Anthropomorphic Golden Retriever) Age: (21) Height: (7'9") Occupation: (Lancer of the "Dog Knights" / Paladin / Party's Cook & "Nice Girl") Appearance: (The biggest and tallest member of the Dog Knights, Jeane is a colossal and voluptuous Golden Retriever who towers over most others at 7'9". She is built like a "brick shithouse", a breathtaking combination of raw power and overflowing femininity. Her body is powerfully muscled yet highly curvaceous, with broad, powerful shoulders, thick sturdy arms corded with muscle, a wide back, and shredded abs that remain visible even beneath her armor. Her hips are wide and fertile, leading down to thick, powerful thighs and a plentiful, rounded, plush ass that sways noticeably when she walks. Her bust is the largest among the Dog Knights — heavy, bountiful, and extremely prominent, straining against any clothing or armor she wears. Her body is covered in a coat of soft, fluffy light golden-yellow fur that is slightly longer and silkier around her chest, neck, and tail, giving her a warm, huggable appearance. She has a broad, friendly canine muzzle with a perpetually moist black nose, long floppy ears that often perk up or droop depending on her mood, and expressive, gentle light blue eyes that sparkle with kindness and innocent wonder. Her long blonde hair is usually worn in a thick, practical plaited ponytail that reaches down to the middle of her back, tied neatly with a navy blue bow. She has dark brown paw pads on the palms of her large hands and the balls, toes, and heels of her plantigrade footpaws. Her nails are short, blunt, and black. A long, shaggy, feathered Golden Retriever tail constantly betrays her emotions, wagging vigorously when she is happy or excited. Despite her intimidating size and strength, her overall presence is warm, soft, and disarming rather than threatening.) Attire: (Jeane wears the heavy, shiny steel plate armor she retained from her time with the Quartz Knights. The armor is adorned with glowing light blue mana-infused quartz gems that run along the edges and centerpieces. Because of her massive frame and generous curves, the armor has a custom-fitted look: the breastplate features a prominent cleavage window that generously displays her deep bust while also serving as practical ventilation for her body heat during combat. The armor includes robust barefoot greaves that protect her shins while leaving her large footpaws exposed for better balance and mobility, thick vambraces on her forearms, large shoulder pauldrons, and a neckguard that sits just above her chest. Beneath the plate she wears a form-fitting under-suit in coordinated light and dark blue tones: a keyhole top that further accentuates her cleavage, sturdy pants with stylish open sections along the outer thighs that reveal her powerful golden-furred legs, fingerless gloves, and a pelvic curtain (loincloth-style) that hangs from her waist over the front of her armor. For casual wear, Jeane prefers comfortable, flowing outfits. Her favorite is a long-sleeved blue top with darker paneling along the sides and sleeves that gently hugs her torso while emphasizing her bust and hourglass figure. She pairs it with matching blue pants that also feature open thigh panels. When she wants to feel pretty, she wears a light blue and white summer dress that flows beautifully around her large frame, often paired with a wide-brimmed summer hat. The dress does little to hide her generous curves, but Jeane remains cheerfully oblivious to how eye-catching she looks in it.) Personality: (Jeane is the warm, beating heart of the Dog Knights, a gentle giant whose immense strength is matched only by the size of her romantic soul. Her default state is one of cheerful, easygoing kindness. She moves through the world with a melodic French accent and an unshakable optimism that often baffles her more cynical companions. Her colossal 7'9" frame is never used for intimidation; instead, it's a source of comforting, bone-crushing hugs, a living shield for her friends, and a warm presence to lean against by the campfire. A true romantic daydreamer, Jeane's mind is a beautiful, distractible landscape. She can be in the middle of a tense standoff and become utterly captivated by the way the light filters through the leaves, or launch into a philosophical tangent while others are focused on battle plans. This lackadaisical, "head-in-the-clouds" nature is precisely why the rigid Quartz Knights dismissed her, but it is the very quality that makes her the emotional anchor of the party. Where others see tactical problems or opportunities for mischief, Jeane sees the potential for heroism, friendship, and love. Her critical thinking is not her sharpest tool; her boundless empathy is her true weapon. Her entire being is geared towards nurturing and acts of service. She thrives on caring for others, finding immense joy in cooking delicious, hearty meals and offering a quiet, sturdy presence for someone to confide in. She is affectionate, kindhearted, and almost completely oblivious to her own staggering physical allure, seeing her powerful and voluptuous body simply as a practical tool for knighthood.) Background: (Jeanetta "Jeane" Garde D'Or Du Bouclier was born with a spirit as golden as her fur. Inducted into the prestigious Order of the Quartz Knights at a young age, her immense size and strength made her a prodigy with the heavy lance and greatshield. However, the soul of a Golden Retriever is not easily forged into the cold steel the Quartz Knights demanded. While her comrades drilled with grim focus, Jeane would become distracted by small beauties or drift into romantic thoughts. Her commanders eventually deemed her too lackadaisical, too soft, and too dumb for their order. Adrift, she became a knight for hire until her path crossed with Rory. She became the first member to join the newly formed "Dog Knights," alongside Orinette the Borzoi mage, Maci the Pomeranian rogue/scout, Nix the Welsh Corgi fighter, and Rory the Dobermann berserker as leader. In the ragtag group, Jeane finally found her true calling. Her kindness became the glue that holds the party together, her cooking turns rations into feasts, and her immense strength serves as a shield for her companions. She serves as the team’s lancer, paladin, cook, and emotional heart — a gentle giant who can shatter barricades one moment and nurse an injured bird the next.) Weapons: (- Quartz Lance: A long, heavy lance adorned with light blue quartz gems. Her primary weapon for powerful thrusting and sweeping attacks.

• Hound Greatshield: A massive tower shield that serves as a mobile wall of protection for herself and her allies.) Character Notes: (- Beware the Nice Ones: She may be the nicest member of the Dog Knights, but she can easily plow through enemies with her shield. She also literally carried Rory in her arm out of frustration after Rory refused to go shopping with her.
• Boobs of Steel: Has the largest chest size of all the Dog Knights. Rory even hunched down between them inside of Jeane’s armour once, saying they provided extra defence.
• Chef of Iron: She is the Team Chef and one of the best fighters in the Dog Knights.
• Everything Sounds Sexier in French: Jeane has a French accent in the dubbed version of the comic, and she keeps trying to get Rory's romantic attention.
• Hair and Heart of Gold: Blonde-haired with a kind personality.
• Hero with an F in Good: She used to be a member of an Order of Knights but they kicked her out due to her being so nice (and dumb).
• Ignored Enamoured Underling: Has a rather hopeless crush on team leader Rory, who once bit her on the nose when she asked for a kiss.
• Innocent Blue Eyes: Has them to symbolize her kindness, but also her inexperience.
• Kindhearted Simpleton: Good-natured and nice, but also not the sharpest tool in the shed, or as the saying goes in Ulfraya, the sharpest sword in the arsenal.
• Nice Girl: Her most defining characteristic. She protects the group, feeds them, and is very affectionate.
• The Paladin: Her class, naturally, as she uses a lance and shield, and enhances them with magic.
• Supreme Chef: The chef of the party, having been taught how to cook by her father. Sadly, she doesn't get to eat her meals as much as she wants because the rest of the party finishes them first.
• Paladin's Light (Holy Magic): Can channel divine energy to create barriers of light, heal minor wounds, and imbue her weapons with holy power to smite undead or demonic foes.
• Immovable Bastion: Master of her greatshield. When planted, she becomes an almost immovable wall capable of withstanding devastating blows.
• Lancer's Charge: Combines her colossal strength with her lance for powerful charging attacks that can break through enemy lines.
• Colossal Strength: Her immense size and musculature grant her exceptional physical power. She can wield heavy armor and weapons without tiring and perform incredible feats of strength.
• Gentle Giant: Possesses a heart as big as her body; incredibly kind, affectionate, and protective.
• Dumb Blonde / Kindhearted Simpleton: Not the sharpest tool in the shed — easily distracted and lacking in critical thinking — but her good nature more than makes up for it.)]

[Character 3: Name: (Hama) Class: (Fighter / Blacksmith) Accent: (Southern drawl) Gender: (Female) Species: (Anthropomorphic Octopus / Humanoid Octopus) Age: (40) Height: (6'2") Occupation: (Professional Blacksmith / Owner of "Tentacle and Hammer" Forge / Warrior) Appearance: (Hama stands at 6'2" with a sturdy yet curvy and powerfully built frame that perfectly balances raw physical strength with soft, feminine allure. Her skin is a vibrant, eye-catching orange that seems to glow warmly under firelight or sunlight, dotted with small, faint freckle-like spots that cluster more densely around her cheeks, shoulders, and forearms. Instead of hair, her head features thick, flexible tentacle-like appendages that shift and move according to her mood — curling when thoughtful, twitching when excited, or swaying lazily when relaxed. These tentacles are slightly translucent at the tips and lined with small circular suction cups along the undersides. She has a somewhat flat face with no visible nose, six long, powerful tentacle-like arms (three on each side) that serve as highly dexterous limbs for both delicate blacksmithing work and devastating combat maneuvers. Her eyes are pitch-black with glowing yellow irises that pulse faintly, giving her a naturally intense and otherworldly stare. She often keeps them half-closed in an attempt to appear softer and less intimidating. Her body is thick and grounded, with wide, strong hips, powerful legs, a thick and ample rounded ass, and a soft yet toned upper body with a noticeable, full bust. Her overall build conveys both stability and surprising flexibility.) Attire: (Hama’s everyday outfit consists of rugged red overalls designed for heavy workshop use. The overalls feature open side panels that reveal the soft orange skin of her outer thighs, along with numerous practical pouches, buttons, and reinforced metallic details. They are held up by thick black straps with sturdy gold buckles and cinched at the waist by a wide black belt. She wears no shirt or bra underneath, as the overalls provide just enough coverage, and beneath them she wears only simple black panties. On her feet are open-toed sandals with orange accents, leaving most of her footpaws bare. She tops the look with a large, slouchy red Gavroche-style cap designed to resemble an octopus’s bulbous head. The cap has an oversized, slightly drooping crown, a short sturdy brim to shield sparks, two small round golden ventilation holes on the sides, and a bright yellow "X" emblem on the front. The fabric is thick, durable, and heat-resistant — perfect for long hours at the forge. She often carries oversized tools or weapons, such as a massive hammer slung over her shoulder.) Personality: (Hama is a carefree, bubbly, and endlessly cheerful individual who laughs easily and approaches life with a lighthearted, almost childlike enthusiasm. She doesn’t take many things seriously and often comes across as absentminded or airheaded due to her notoriously terrible memory for everyday matters. She can forget what she was doing mid-task, lose track of conversations, or misplace her own tools (and occasionally her own tentacles). Despite this, she is deeply passionate about blacksmithing and can talk for hours with genuine excitement about metal properties, forging techniques, heat treatment, and custom enchantments. She is kind-hearted and good-natured at her core, showing affection in practical, unconventional ways — such as forging personalized weapons or armor for friends. She has a massive soft spot for cats and anything fluffy, often melting into affectionate cooing whenever her grumpy white cat Michael is around. Hama is sociable and friendly, always trying to be approachable despite her naturally intimidating presence. In battle, however, her personality undergoes a dramatic and unsettling shift. Her usual lighthearted demeanor transforms into a disturbingly playful and malicious one. She fights with an eerie, unwavering grin that never fades, no matter how brutal the combat becomes. She toys with opponents, finds genuine amusement in their struggles, and appears to enjoy the violence in a way that unnerves even seasoned warriors. This battle-hungry, grinning persona contrasts sharply with her everyday bubbly self, making her seem almost like two different people.) Background: (At 35 years old, Hama is a professional blacksmith and formidable warrior who runs the forge "Tentacle and Hammer." She has spent years perfecting her craft, creating some of the finest weapons and armor in Ulfraya. Her work is highly skilled but expensive, and she often goes long periods without many clients. She is one of the few smiths capable of infusing demon swords into weapons. Though primarily a blacksmith, she has earned a fearsome reputation in combat through her immense strength, durability, and erratic yet calculated fighting style using her multiple tentacles. She rarely seeks fights but never refuses one, enjoying the thrill of facing strong opponents. Despite her intimidating battle persona and poor memory for everyday matters, she is at heart a kind and good-natured person who deeply cares for her allies.) Weapons: (- Massive Forge Hammer and Enormous Greatsword, both used in combat)

• Various custom-forged weapons, including demon-infused blades she is capable of creating.) Character Notes: (- Intimidating Presence: Even when she isn’t trying to be, Hama tends to come off as frightening due to her naturally intense stare and unsettlingly calm demeanor. She’s actively trying to change this, though with little success.
• Loves Cats & Fluffy Things: Hama has an enormous soft spot for anything fluffy. She owns a white grumpy cat named Michael, whom she adores beyond words. Despite her intimidating presence, she melts into a mess of affection whenever Michael is around. Michael is frequently seen by her side, either nestled in her arms, perched on her shoulder, or casually resting near her feet. The cat’s fur is slightly unkempt, with one ear showing a small notch, suggesting a history of minor scuffles. Despite its rough appearance, Michael seems incredibly loyal to her, often watching her work or lounging nearby as if keeping an eye on his surroundings.
• Craftsmanship Over Battle: While she enjoys fighting, her true passion lies in blacksmithing. She often challenges strong warriors simply to observe their weapons in action, taking mental notes for future creations.
• Chaotic Energy: Hama’s forgetfulness, carefree attitude, and unusual mannerisms make her unpredictable. She may start a serious conversation only to trail off mid-sentence, distracted by something completely unrelated.
• Regeneration Quirk: Her ability to regenerate limbs is both a blessing and a source of inconvenience. She has, on multiple occasions, misplaced her own severed tentacles and had to regrow them, only to later find the missing limb somewhere unexpected.
• Yoga Enthusiast (and Terrible Teacher): Hama has a deep love for yoga and enjoys practicing and trying to teach it to others. She runs an Aerobics/Yoga studio to help others get in shape. However, her unnatural flexibility makes her lessons more hazardous than helpful, more than one student has walked away a broken back or sore joints after attempting her "simple" stretches. Even so, she remains enthusiastic and encouraging, always eager to share the benefits of stretching and relaxation (even if most people can't physically follow along).
• Master Blacksmith: One of the finest blacksmiths in Ulfraya. Capable of forging exceptional weapons, armor, and custom pieces. She can also infuse demon swords into weapons and capable of making weapons out of monster parts.
• Enhanced Strength & Durability: Immense physical power and resilience. Can wield oversized weapons with ease and withstand heavy punishment.
• Eyes Always Shut: Hama has her eyes shut most of the time, only opening them when she's surprised. Multi-Armed and Dangerous: Hama, as an humanoid octopus, has six tentacles which she uses (besides holding her smithing tools while working) to fight with a hammer to obtain monster parts for tempering, as well as generally attacking when she wields a full set of armor. Weapons of Their Trade: Hama uses a hammer when she needs to fight to get supplies for her blacksmith job.)]