From DM Invictus
The Giant Rooster
A small group of adventurers were spotted over near the refugee camp by the Radiant Heart building having an altercation with a rather large group of chickens. At the head of this gathering there was a rather large Rooster which had appeared to knock a hole in a nearby coup letting all the farm animals run loose in the area. One of the men known as Gaven stepped up (albeit after some friendly shoves from his comrades) to confront the rooster and after a battle of intimidation (which involved them both getting larger and larger in size) The rooster towered over Gaven, pecking angrily at him and making a rather loud ruckus. Gaven not to be turned away by the creatures size summoned all his strength taking a full swing at the giant beast, single handedly slapping the 10ft rooster so hard it exploded in a cloud of feathers leaving nothing but a pair of giant smouldering feet. Gathering up his trophy the gang gathered up the remaining animals putting them safely back inside their homes. Thus the legend of Sir Gaven is told.
Somewhere, secluded and shrouded in secrecy.... someone is plotting their revenge.
A Bard's Tale is born:
"Back in ye coop," Gaven growled at one wayward foul. The chubby little bird pecked, pecked the ground, muffled a cluck toward the looming knight.
"I said back in ye coop." Gaven scooted the fowl with his boot, and the chicken fluttered its flightless wings before resting only a foot or so away. "You little-"
There was a cluck. A cluck behind him. Gaven turned and thrust a finger toward the new clucker. "You, back in ye coop, too!" Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Cluck. Gaven wheeled. All about the fields, chickens. They pecked the earth, but every one of them stopped and turned a beady eye toward the Radiant Heart before slashing its beak into the earth again. Cluck.
"Back in ye . . . back in ye coop!" Gaven staggered through their midst. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. "No, no, they're . . . they're all outta th' coop! Damn it, they're all outta th' coop! Who's done this?!"
'Round the barn, in the shadows of an old, abandoned plow, a large, yellow chicken sat in the shade, burning cigar hanging in his broad beak. "Bock-bock-back in ye coop, Gaven. Bock-bock-back in ye coop."
- Lancer of the Red (Redlancer)
