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[scapepig]

After this there is a frightened, naked man sitting near the fire, looking around...

And occasionally snarling.

[ooc: Just a warning, if you try and touch him you will get bitten. This is one seriously not amused pig.]

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[scapepig]

The naked man's head snaps around to look at the man.

Not a comrade. And what on Earth is he talking about?

"No!" he says crossly, shaking his head and scowling. "Ten fingers, ten toes makes a count of twenty."

[scapepig]

"No." He snarls. "Firstly, I am a pig and therefore exempt. Secondly my culture doesn't believe in clothes. I think I have been humiliated enough without that thank you."