<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9fcAVHJ.png)</div>Maud (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1125766)<br/><br/><strong>"You know, maybe we should have gotten in the exterminator business?  I hear they pay quite well because so far it has been just pests and vermin in the venture."</strong>Of course Maud was anything but pleased when he said this, his eternal frowning face creasing a bit more than usual.  He got a bit more annoyed when Phalaenopsys suddenly got pass and in front of him and brought forth a band rainbow of colors from his hand that engulfed most of the swarming vermin, knocking them senseless.<br/><br/><strong>"Wow! Talk about color spray,"</strong>he marveled in a ho-hum manner at the efficient manner of dispatching the rodents.<strong>"You know what, Phala-. Phalan-. Planty! I'm sure the exterminator guys will hire you on the spot.  Oh, wait you missed one.  I have this!"</strong><br/><br/>Maud lumbered toward the remaining squeaking rat, the stone polearm he has been carrying raised high overhead as he makes a downward swing with it aimed at lopping his small hairy quarry in two.  It did not take a genius or in this case a simple-minded but cunning rat to figure out that the bugbear, being large and obviously menacing looking, posed a great threat to its measly but valuable life, and through instinct manages to dodge away from Maud’s would be fatal strike.  The bugbear’s face became red with anger - more toward himself for missing such an easy mark.  He could already imagine the others behind him breaking into mirth.<br/><br/><strong>“Rats! Hold...still...you!”</strong><br/>