*A simple notice posted in different public areas of Cordor*

A-toi!

It has come to my attention that nobody believes in Cluckzilla anymore. Don't summon chickens, don't toss them, don't insult them, don't mention Cluckzilla's name and don't drink on the last day of the third full moon of the fifth month of the last year. Don't do it. You'll die. Terribly.

Cluckzilla is real, people!

Have a gitish day.

*Signed* The Golden Gnome

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"People that talk in metaphors ought to shampoo my crotch." - Jack Nicholson.

A real living chicken is chained below the posting. Bawking away with a small dish of seeds next to it as it looks at the passers-by awkwardly.

There's no notice or any writing left behind after the chicken was placed, but there it was. A strange and unconventional response; A chicken.

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Elwyn Sabel - Laura Jarshall - Mordoc Ebonhand

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