It was a regular evening for Asha. She was standing outside a nightclub in one of the seedier parts of town. Despite being a human-only establishment they liked having the towering muscular gnoll outside to keep the order. She had some strict terms in her contract, but she didn't really care much. She was forced to wash her hands and only take a shit in the alley behind the building. But with those conditions came some very nice perks. She could have the odd drink on the house and nobody would raise an eye if she got a little too rough in keeping unwelcome guests out the door. And Asha loved to get a little rough when having fun with those unfortunate enough to piss her off.
The 9 foot gnoll regularly wrestled other gnolls around her size into submission. Most humans didn't stand a chance. Sure, she'd break the odd rib or twist an arm, but she knew the owners of the place had her back. And any human that stepped to the police was usually laughed out the door for trying to fight her to begin with. But every night, without fail, there would be someone stupid enough or too drunk to think straight. It hadn't happened yet, but her gut feeling told her it wouldn't be long. Then, as fortune would have it, something happened to liven up the evening. She'd seen this happen before and quietly smiled. Fun times were about to start.
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