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A tale from a skald around a fire:  “A hulking, upright beast covered in pristine white bristles has been seen stalking the elk in hills northeast of Trade Town.  It possesses four powerful arms with iron-like claws.  Its head is blunt, with lightless, deep-set eyes.  It moves with an unsettling, skittering grace.”


“The worthy GM never purposely kills players’ PCs, he presents opportunities for the rash and unthinking players to do that all on their own.”
― Gary Gygax