Defender Illona and I were making our usual rounds in my garrison, and when we stopped to smell (and pick) the proverbial roses, one of the ever-present thorns paid us a visit," writes submitter Paladave of Clan Wilkes on Garona (US-A). "Having been denied its pound of flesh, the ankle-biter was not content to merely die and give up its flowery innards. No, these little monstrosities are content with nothing less than poisoning the wells."
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