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1st Battalion, 3rd Company, 2nd Lance Owlbear Mecha Pilot.
“Swelling continues when you don’t ice and elevate your paw. Nurse Ratchet is here to help you to your room and get you situated,” the Doctor told its furry patient. “Next time don’t play with the adventurers, I know your mother told you not to play with your food!”
“I thought I ordered a clockwork owl!”
Bronze golem uses glare!
It’s not very effective…
“The first (and final) season of Owlball, right before kick off.”
How the hell do these things keep getting in here!
One can never be too cautious when rearing owlbears.
Owlinux, the open-source golem operating system!
The 13th Age Bestiary: Everything from “Aww, can we keep’em?” to “ZOMG!” and everything in between!
Says little Ollie: “This is my pal Gangplank. His disguise mode is a 10-foot pole. Transmuters! Golems in disguise! Transmuters! More than meets the eye!”
Golem: “What are you?”
Owlbear: “Whooo.”
Golem: “Who are you?”
Owlbear: “Whooo.”
Golem: “You!”
Owlbear: “Rawr!”
“And we switched to golems as nannies for the arena breeding programs after the third halfing was eatten when her ward hit puberty…”
“Bonjour! Je m’appelle Albert!”
Owlbear: “Well this is awkward… What are the odds of bumping into your ex on a speed-dating night?”
I don’t give a hoot about an old rusted looking automaton. drmrs 4/4/2014
Little Hootie Pooh stared off into the distance, imagining the day he would large enough to play with what the Archmage called “a fully-articulated life-size action figure.”