Because the she-wolf was bored...WE PRESENT!!

[MjolnirH]

The Adventures of Lady Winter Wolf

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MH

We come upon our intrepid heores(and Heroine) creeping through the Haunted Forest of Evil Black Doom. their way is light by their trusty sidekick Ken the sun cleric in his impecably clean pink silken sun robes. They come upon an ancient marble moseleum nestled under the dark forboding forest. Standing on either side of the great metal double doors were what looked like man sized mumified chickens. The head of a great rooster was emblazoned upon the doors. It was the symbol of rooster Crel ap Ferg, fowl cleric of feathery dooms.

MH - We come to it at last.

Ken- ach, do we really have to go in there, in mean it looks as if they haven't cleaned in about a thousand years, and think of all the slime and dust. It really sounds just way too totally gross and disgusting for me to go in there.

and the ladywolf's response is?

[Lady Winter Wolf]

*Peeking around MH's rather broad body, LWW stared at the mummified chickens with a perplexed look*

LWW: MH, I realize you have this rather obsessive craving for KFC, but isn't this taking it a bit too far?

*Not being too fond of Ken, and especially his prissy ways, she picks up a stick and pokes him hard in his back, sending him sprawling into one of the mummies. Dust and feathers fly, sticking to Ken's hair, exposed skin, and, most especially, his robes*

*Tossing the stick way behind her and stifling a laugh, she asks:*

LWW: "So Ken, you like your chicken original or extra dusty?"

[MjolnirH]

<Ken squeals in dismay at falling upon the ancient and crusty chicken mummy.>

Ken: oooooo hooooo look it t-t-touched me iiiieieeeeee my robes are totally ruined

<While ken tries unsuccessfully to wipe ancient crust and dust from his robes, the mummy he bumped into slowly turns its head and looks at him, a dull red glow fills the chicken mummy’s long empty eye sockets, and it pecks forward.>

<MH chuckles at Ken, and then notes the mummy’s movement. MH then rushes forward hammer leading. Ken looks up to see MH rushing at him hammer swinging, all color drains from his face and he puts his hands up in surrender.>

Ken: No need for violence MH, I really do think the robes are salvageable I stop whining about them I swear, please don’t kill me.

<and just when MH was almost upon him Ken throws his arms around his head squealing in protest..>

MH: Outta way Ken!!!

<MH grabs ken and throws him out of the way, unfortunately for ken he lands in a rather moist dirt patch caking his once salvageable robes with black mud.>