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I eat all sorts a poptarts.
Shimerack th' Chitterer goes and gets me one with frosting and sprinkles on them.
I hear the thousands upon thousands of phalanges that comprise his raiment clinking down my hallway even now.
Bringing me frosted cardboard goodness.
I don't like them toasted. I heat them up with the burning cannon fuses knotted in my beard.

Conspiracy Buff |

Urizen wrote:I blame it on FAWTL. We are the barometer that wrecks havoc which extends to the far reaches of Paizonia.Nah. Gary is doing this to get even with me. And that Mona feller is in on it too. But it is not I that will be driven mad!
That's right! Mona and Gary are behind it all! They're actually agents for the Were-Sea Urchins of the Marianas Trench, come to prepare the way for the watery-doom their masters have planned.

Mairkurion {tm} |

Source: Skull and Bones
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Large Outsider (Evil)
Alignment: Always Neutral Evil
Climate/Terrain: Any Land or Underground
Organization: Solitary
Rarity: Unique
Challenge Rating: 13
One of the most feared assassins, this being is a tall grey humanoid with long supple limbs that just out at strange angles. He wears armor made from the finger bones of his previous employers, his victims, and a variety of fishhooks. Shimerack will do anything to kill his target.