::from the scurges of Tor ((or the animiniums))::
The dreaded slar beasts of !! lay in wait beneath the twin bladed skies of Jar-SKlOff!
Zargon has just emerged from his morning dip in the river of tortured man-blood, and has just decided to stop off for a quick hazelnut scone and a latte- when....
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