Description: "This tale begins... on a night like this...
in these very woods..." At that moment, the wind picked up slightly. "Old Mr.
Tunnatin, a grey Lupe, was hobbling about his yard, searching for his petpet
that had died five years earlier. "
Give My Regards to the Ixi of Doom: Part One "Alright, stop! That's plenty, Zarrelian," he
snapped, cutting the Ixi off. "I think that I've heard enough to make a fair,
ahem, assessment of your... 'abilities'."