Talk:March Hare/@comment-28935784-20150224133545/@comment-26219553-20150321142857

"As I was travelling through the woods, my sword ready for action, I was set upon by a pack of werewolves! Whipping out my blade, I charged at the nearest one and tackled her to the ground before impaling her right up to the hilt. Pulling my now-dripping sword out of her depths, I leapt to my feet and roared, "Who else wants a piece of this?" Hearing my battle cry, the whole pack suddenly rushed me at once! I stood ready, thrusting my blade into as many of them as possible, before crying out as one of them bore me to the ground and the pack had their feral way with me."

"Wow, you never told me you were into orgies! Hey, girls, let's take him back down memory lane!"

(whistles, summoning a pack of randy march hares)

(SIR SERRAXAS, STEEL THY SWORD AND FIGHT!)

And thus began a mighty "battle", resulting in many "casualties", some receiving multiple "wounds" over the course of the night. Sir Serraxas survived, though his pelvis was dealt a "crippling blow" during a 3 vs. 1 "melee".