<div class="floatleft">(http://lucas.hardi.org/images/ChitinArmor3-1.jpg)</div>Speedo bowed low.<br/><br/>The aqua coloured Rodian was dressed in a a battered suit of primitive chitin armour but the slug throwing rifle slung over his shoulder was anything other than battered.  It was in pristine condition even though it was obviously not new.  "I am Speedo Bodonawieedo of the Roolek Clan.  We have enjoyed the patronage of the mighty and magnanimous Mo’grin for generations.  I am the latest of my clan to offer my services to track down and bring the mighty and magnanimous Mo’grin's enemies and debtors before him to face his wise justice.  I will endeavour to serve as loyally and as well as those who came before me and I thank the mighty and magnanimous Mo’grin for his generosity, his hospitality and for this chance to bask in his glory through service to his most august presence.  May we all win glory from the Great Hunt."<br/><br/>A grandfather, a two great uncles, a great aunt,  four uncles, two aunts six cousins and ones sister had all served Mo'grin.  Now it was his turn.  He wondered what that fierce visage had looked like when his grandfather had first served. Certainly less weathered.  He would eventually be replaced in his service,hopefully because Mo'grin had released him, rather than casting him out.  He had a reputation to live up to and was determined to do so.