"If'n'I remember Dusty Bottoms,
Tubranoo! Tubranoo!
If'n'I a stranger we trusted?
Tubranoo! Tubranoo!
Before the son of Dusty Bottoms,
Tubranoo! Tubranoo!
A shadowed majority of no justice?
A dead rabbit...
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A dead rabbit...
A dead rabbit is hung by the jail house door, in the town of Trollsbane. Around it's neck is a parchment, which reads:
An orc is attracted by the smell of the rabbit. Reaching out for it, his eyes are caught by the note, which he begins to read. About half an hour later, he says,"Meh nub geddit..."
Krazen scratches an unmentionable orifice casually, staring at the words. With furrowed brow and pursed lips he hooks his hatchet over a gnarly shoulder, and stomps off rythmically, swinging his arms and singing in his particularly non-chalant fashion. "Doo doo doo..."
Suddenly he turns, and looks back over his shoulder at the rabbit. "Hrmmm... Could beh important." Straightening from his stoop he puts to passersby: Er, greebs. Whub dis mean? Herro? Scuse meh! Can sum-one..."
Krazen scratches an unmentionable orifice casually, staring at the words. With furrowed brow and pursed lips he hooks his hatchet over a gnarly shoulder, and stomps off rythmically, swinging his arms and singing in his particularly non-chalant fashion. "Doo doo doo..."
Suddenly he turns, and looks back over his shoulder at the rabbit. "Hrmmm... Could beh important." Straightening from his stoop he puts to passersby: Er, greebs. Whub dis mean? Herro? Scuse meh! Can sum-one..."
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Krazen looks up to the elf, cringing slightly.
"Nubba, Krazen didna do it!" He looks back at the rabbit, prodding it slightly. "Ere, read it!" He looked between the elf and the note, adding, "Nub make aneh sense!"
((New york? Dunno whatcha talking about? I just had o idea what the poem meant, so I sent my orc to find out for me!))
"Nubba, Krazen didna do it!" He looks back at the rabbit, prodding it slightly. "Ere, read it!" He looked between the elf and the note, adding, "Nub make aneh sense!"
((New york? Dunno whatcha talking about? I just had o idea what the poem meant, so I sent my orc to find out for me!))
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