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Shedanger of the Klinedyke

SheDanger of the North Sea and Klinedyke will cut your heart out Feed it to the body wearers, and give you a blood curling shout. She was raised by the most fierce king who ever existed on the earth. She does not take prisoners, she kills and I mean with mirth. Her mother died when she was two or three, leaving an empty throne. She was raised by King Glockenschimidt, one whose temper is well known. He taught her to hate her enemies, and cut out hearts without feeling bad. She apparently has used battles and war to hide feelings she ever had. The North Sea and Klinedyke have obtained lands and horses in a daily way. Because SheDanger likes to battle. Her lust for blood is satisfied every day. The troops stay behind this fierce warrior, for she always takes the lead. She wears a skull and a scalp. A dead raven decorates her mighty steed. SheDanger is coming, the winds blow into a town a day or two ahead. Villagers attempt to run for the hills, for she will leave every one of them dead. As ferocious as a body wearer, but a lass well-known for her beauty. I run to warn my unsuspecting clan, for it is my sacred calling and duty.

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