But who would have thought so many Beaker People were so scared of foxes?
Not even foxes - just one fox. And apparently he only wandered in looking for a pint of strong ale.
It seemed a bit rough, just casting him back into the wilderness. But as he went out, the seventeen of our Folk who were left standing on the Archdruid's
If we be so afeared of foxies we be spending all our days standing on chairs, we would. Foxies be pussy cats, badger be truly evil beast.
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