ScreamingDingo

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A gruff, bulky northerner lies in the keep. Sitting on the green fields with a strange contraption next to him. The man starts to adjust certain bolts on the contraption, his mouth widening to a grin as he adjusts a few more bolts. "Mebbe this'll beh wot I'm gonna do fer da roses..." He scratches his beard before stepping back, glancing at the contraption on the grass. "Toime tah see if dis ploughin' thin' works properly!" The man clasps his hands together, glancing around the fields. He spots a cow that grazes on the grass on the outskirts of the walls. He pulls out a small bag of freshly torn grass, walking towards the cow carefully. The cow moans a large "moo" as it stares at Robert, he reaches into the bag and starts to throw grass onto the ground, which the cow instinctively follows and starts to chew on. He continues to traverse through the field, edging back towards the contraption that lay open on the grass. He tips the rest of the grass onto the open sides of the trap, he steps forward and crosses his arms, watching the cow. The cow's foot lands on the pressure plate as the two sides fly inwards, the blades digging into the skin of the cow as it moo's with pain, letting out multiple grunts as it tries to free itself. Robert smiles as he draws his sword, looking at the trapped animal and grinning. "By Aerial's ploughin' ****! IT WORKED!" He raises his sword in the air as he roars with triumph. He then walks over to the cow and promptly decapitates it, leaving the corpse to fall onto the ground, the leg still stuck in the contraption. "Tis' da Elgan contraption ov' marvels! Used tah catch edgeh darkies! I call dis..." He sighs, scratching his beard with his left hand. "Da Darkie muncher?" He shakes his head. "Da Dragon Jaw! Dis is da dragon jaw!" He chuckles as he walks back towards the keep, his new contraption still fresh on his mind, "The Dragon Jaw" trap.

Trust me, I loved the roleplay that came from Aegis, but a map will never change that. It's the players..