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	~~==Descriptive Text==~~
	~~{{Homebrew non-canon-small}}~~

	~~''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the~~ [[peasant \| peasants']] tale was true. Our confidence grew as the [[mosquito\|mosquitos]], which made the [[bog]] a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very [[blood]] it craved. The trifling [[spell]] would not withhold it from its feast.''

	~~- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs~~


	Descriptive text contributed by '''[[USER:Cure \| cure]]''' to [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (posted on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]]).

	~~[[Category:Undead]][[Category~~:Swarm~~]][[Category:mosquito~~]]

Cure at 03:31, 27 December 2010

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	''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the [[mosquito\|mosquitos]], which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''		''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the [[peasant \| peasants']] tale was true. Our confidence grew as the [[mosquito\|mosquitos]], which made the [[bog]] a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very [[blood]] it craved. The trifling [[spell]] would not withhold it from its feast.''

	- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs		- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs
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	Descriptive text contributed by '''[[USER:Cure \| cure]]''' to [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (posted on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]]).		Descriptive text contributed by '''[[USER:Cure \| cure]]''' to [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (posted on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]]).

	~~[[Category:Monster]]~~[[Category:Undead]][[Category:Swarm]][[Category:mosquito]]		[[Category:Undead]][[Category:Swarm]][[Category:mosquito]]

Cure at 12:06, 20 December 2010

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	''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''		''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the [[mosquito\|mosquitos]], which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''

	- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs		- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs
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	Descriptive text contributed by '''[[USER:Cure \| cure]]''' to [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (posted on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]]).		Descriptive text contributed by '''[[USER:Cure \| cure]]''' to [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (posted on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]]).

	[[Category:Monster]][[Category:Undead]][[Category:Swarm]]		[[Category:Monster]][[Category:Undead]][[Category:Swarm]][[Category:mosquito]]

Cure at 12:05, 20 December 2010

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	''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''		''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''

	- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs<ref>Descriptive text from [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (contributed by '''cure''', from posts on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]].		- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs
	~~</ref>~~

	~~==References==~~

	~~<references/>~~		Descriptive text contributed by '''[[USER:Cure \| cure]]''' to [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (posted on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]]).

	[[Category:Monster]]		[[Category:Monster]][[Category:Undead]][[Category:Swarm]]

Cure at 01:11, 28 April 2010

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	''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''		''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''

	- [[Gustov Petroff]], ~~hawksman~~ and horse smuggler, wanted for desertion from the Falkovnian army, explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs<ref>Descriptive text from [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (contributed by '''cure''', from posts on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]].		- [[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for [[desertion]] from the [[Falkovnian army]], explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs<ref>Descriptive text from [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (contributed by '''cure''', from posts on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]].
	</ref>		</ref>

			==References==

			<references/>

	[[Category:Monster]]		[[Category:Monster]]

Cure at 01:03, 28 April 2010

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			{{Canon}}

	==Descriptive Text==		==Descriptive Text==
			{{Homebrew non-canon-small}}

	''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''		''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''

	- [[Gustov Petroff]], hawksman and horse smuggler, wanted for desertion from the Falkovnian army, explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs ~~{{Homebrew non-canon-small}}~~		- [[Gustov Petroff]], hawksman and horse smuggler, wanted for desertion from the Falkovnian army, explaining his longstanding aversion to flying bugs<ref>Descriptive text from [[John W. Mangrum \| John W. Mangrum's]] [[Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror]] project (contributed by '''cure''', from posts on the [[Cafe de Nuit\|Fraternity of Shadows message board]].
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	[[Category:Monster]]		[[Category:Monster]]

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''It was a sound strategy. We had satisfied ourselves that the peasants' tale was true. Our confidence grew as the mosquitos, which made the bog a living Hell, sped past us with complete indifference. Then it came, that buzzing, swirling, black cloud of living death, which bore the rank odour of the very blood it craved. The trifling spell would not withhold it from its feast.''

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