This brute warrior once fought for his land
He won many battles, without lifting the hilt
Not a soul, but the forgotten had seen it used
His trusty friend lie engrafted to his hand
A voice from below cried, "forgive me, my lord!"
Off with his head
Not a moment to spare
The beasts need feeding, and
Darrel's chicken farm is hidden deep in a mysterious land that only the Kobolds know of. Warrior #10365 brings balance to his friend and is often found at his side. The two run a Kobold Cartel that champions discernment and justice for their brothers in yello....errr....green.
Entered by: 0x3830…FfCC and preserved on chain (see transaction)