Approaching Questing Beast
Not only did this terrible beast wreak fury and destitution upon my ancestors unto the seventh generation, but I had to pay to get my armour fixed when it turned up again yesterday and bit me. And I hear it has amassed plenty of loot over the decades. The Questing Beast must die.
Comments
Kevan: he/him
I prepare to ATTACK the foul creature.
Rodney:
My sword(s) are yours. ATTACK!
Larrytheturtle:
ATTACK! I never liked that beast much anyway.
IceFromHell:
Here we go, ATTACK.
Purplebeard:
I guess I’ll be the SCOUT on this expedition.
Purplebeard:
We won by the slightest of margins. The Questing Beast is Slain.