Ashrak Pewpew


Sir Ashrak PewPew
A halfling bound to shoot you
He wears long socks
And hides behind rocks

The blonde menance, not yet five feet tall.

A man with high dex
Whose past is dark and complex
The ladies swoon
And request a tune

But he has no charisma at all.

So now Ashrak quests
In search of good brew and breasts
His rolls are low
It just goes to show

His fate is to be small and alone.

Ashrak Pewpew

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