Clans? What do _they_ matter? No one understands me, a storm bull.
- I live to fight chaos. And search it out. (leads companions into obvious
traps)
- I drink alcohol at every opportunity. (another character offers me the
merchants barrels - it would be impolite to refuse - who says bullies
aren't sociable?)
- I go beserk when fighting chaos, and when out of foes attack travelling
companions / employers (my employers are lunars but not chaos tainted -
trust the bull as to what should be slain ).
- Others make fun of me, pull my feathers. And then I go beserk and hack
them to bits (okay, attempt to hack them to bits).
Perhaps they understand me too well ;-)
Andrew Barton wrote
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'Chaoth maketh me tho croth!'
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Also perfect for a certain duck PC which may have a *ahem* moderate lisp.
Thanks.
Has anyone seen or heard of someone playing a Chalana Arroy Duck?
Brian
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