"On a gloomy, brisk Thursday, on January 8, 2015, at 5:35 PM we lost a beautiful creature of the moor. He was strong, brave, and was only out foraging for food for his family. His name was Quilliam. On the aforementioned fateful evening, the quill rat (Quilliam) happed upon his next meal, a weak squishy ghost assassin named "Stab". Set to prepare a feast for his family, the quill rat focused all of his energy into a powerful quill, which was able to penetrate the ghost sin's skull, leaving her decapitated, with her entrails splattered across the moor, and a mix of other bodily fluids and bile. The quill rat had just begun to drag his kill back into his den, when out of nowhere, stab, filled with vengeance, hatred, and scorn, decided he would do whatever it took to ambush the creature of the moor... the poor guy never saw it coming, all whilst he was innocently searching for a meal for his family.
Let us all say a prayer for Quilliam"
This post was edited by hehexd on Jul 1 2021 06:12pm