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Picture this, me and Wyll are chillin, fishing by the river, pint of beer for the both of us; and all of a sudden, a Githyanki ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ BATTLESHIT go floating past us down the river! And I mean this thing was GIGANTIC, it was so big me and Wyll instinctively stood up and saluted HMS Corncob as it floated past. Then we hear a rustle in the bushes besides us and out stumbles who else but rear admiral Lae’zel with an otherworldly cloud of noxious fumes trailing behind her. It ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ REEKED dude.