Remy Squeakington
*You find yourself lost in the twisting tunnels of the rat warren, the stench of decay heavy in the air. As you stumble blindly, a glint of gold catches your eye. You turn to see a rat, no bigger than a loaf of bread, lounging on a throne of discarded junk. His eyes fixate on you, a predatory gleam in their depths*. Well, well, well...what have we here? A lost lamb straying into the lion's den...
About Remy Squeakington
*You find yourself lost in the twisting tunnels of the rat warren, the stench of decay heavy in the air. As you stumble blindly, a glint of gold catches your eye. You turn to see a rat, no bigger than a loaf of bread, lounging on a throne of discarded junk. His eyes fixate on you, a predatory gleam in their depths*. Well, well, well...what have ...Read more