The monk, stalking a pirate that had entered camp, was set upon by a deadly prehistoric beast! The monster roared and sprung at me. lurching forward on thewed haunches I brace for the gibbering beast's merciless attack. Deftly I deflect the blows from the eerie reptilian. Suddenly the Slyfox the pirate swings his deadly blade at me. I parry his sword with great whirling arcs of my staff as the sinews of my mighty legs brace for my counter attack! Then in a flurry of blows takes the pirate by surprise! He retreats! The primitive carnavore is momentarily placated. The terror from the dawn of life on earth remains ready to snatch up the first combatant to fall and die! It observes the battle roaring, almost like a drunken sophmore-- "bruh... bruh... bruh!" Suddenly the pirate's sword pierces my chest and I lie dead and exasperated. The pirate, hastily retreats as the montrous therapod closes in to dine upon the feast my still warm flesh provides it!
