Ralfsbin Meowfjord, pick kitty of the fearless paws brigade, bringer of doom and destruction.

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Magnus, one-eyed hog of Styetown ventures into the crushing black to find his destiny or lose the last of his soul.

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When you live in South Florida and the only colorful leaves you see in the fall are when all the maple leaves 🍁 show up on the beach.

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It's not an easy job but someone has to be king of the White Collar Piscean Gang of Flounderberg.

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The guards of the Blue Fuzzy Cluhnk Tribe were know for their joyful demeanor and handcrafted thumpers.

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Serdalch knew that he and Ontuh could make the journey through the baking sea of sand that nobody dared named if he followed the annual migrating cactus chirps.

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Old Tentacle Beard, wanderer of the dry ocean waste of Atoliyer.

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Nightcrawler snacks!! I didn't quite hit every day this but had a good time with the few I did. Until next year!

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Magnus, hog of Stytown no longer had a war to fight or friends with which to travel. The owl now guides his destiny into the wastelands where he journeys forward, blade in hand to meet a fate worthy of a warrior.

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