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RP: Gnollish Upheaval

Extensive mining throughout the Middean Mountain range in Basaran unearthed a scientific miracle. Buried under 3,000 Tonnes of rock was a civilization made of humanoid hyenas. These "gnolls" as coined by the internet, are believed to have been a subterranean civilization buried nearly a millennia ago due to volcanic and geological activity. Within their underground pocket was a world of flora and fauna that hasn't existed on the surface in the past couple of centuries. Light-generating vines, populations of ecological stabilizing microbes, prey, and predators. A fresh world underground. However, that suddenly changed. The bursting of the stone pocket disrupted much of the day-to-day life of these subterranean gnolls. They turned on the miners and slaughtered the digging crews. Then they marched to the surface. The mine's proximity to South Peak proved problematic as the horde of two thousand gnolls rushed the military depot, hijacking weapons, and vehicles alike. Very quickly did the situation spiral out of control.

The horde of two thousand marched south, heading towards the industrial center of the Westland Province. Their presence was by now, well documented. News helicopters flew nearby, getting valuable footage of the march. However, several were shot down with guns that the advancing army had stolen.

Then came the Peninsula Defense Force (PDF). Nearly half a million strong from combined city militia's, A counter to the gnolls arrived and with them, they brought the wrath of the Queendom...

Yet, it was not enough. The PDF's raw might was no match for the inherent strength and adrenaline-infused bloodlust rage of the Gnolls...

"As if..." The man laughed at the story. "Underground civilization of gnolls? I think you're playing too many fantasy games, Alex."

Alex, a young Jungpea male barely out of high school, rolled his eyes. "Hardly. You just don't play enough. Imagine, an empire of humanoid hyenas. The world wouldn't know how to handle them."

"Easy solution, missiles. Raw brute strength is not enough to conquer a country."

"Ben, it's still a fascinating concept."

"Go outside, see the world. Being cooped up in that house of yours is making you crazy. Those Grove Tender parents of yours ain't helping either."

"My religion is not the issue."

"Bet..."

Then the door hit the floor and standing where it used to be was a creature of 8 feet tall, covered in spotted fur and weilded a large damaged waraxe...

Ben spit out his drink and hit the floor in panic, running off to the far side of the room.

Alex burst out laughing, the apparent gnoll also broke out into a very human laugh. "April Fools!"