The Legend of the Porcupine Warrior

By Tavi's bold side rode a warrior most wild. With flaming blade drawn and the

hair of a child. They marched upon Argoron, rebels in flight.

To free the good people from cruelty's might. They laughed when they saw him,

"He's barely a man." Then he headbutted captain and ate his left hand.

He rode through the gate like a hairy red storm. Then stopped for

a pint mid-charge, as is norm. He rolled down the stairs like a hedgehog possessed.

Poked twelve men to death with arrows in his chest. The battlements crumbled

but he would not yield. Chang made his last stand on the latrine field.