Quinn

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Quick Facts

Bite ya leg off!
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  • Fighter Name: Quinn (the Gnoll), a.k.a. Gnarlhyde
  • Common Name: Quinn Reynard
  • Race: Striped Gnoll
  • Started Fighting: March 28th, 2014
  • Current Location: Southern California
  • Realm: Andúril, among other SoCal realms.
  • Unit: Horde (Feral, Ash Coast)
  • House: Valkyries
  • Fighting Style: Reds of Every Shape and Size (glaive, min-red, great sword, etc)
  • Events Attended: BFTR VII (2015), TBA VII (2015), Anduril Spring Finale IV: Uprising of Weathertop (2015), Sword Coast V (2015), Chaos Wars XIX (2015), War of Wrath IV (2015)
  • Notable Accomplishments: Winner of the Alpha-Omega Tournament, Chaos Wars XIX; Injured Knee By Walking at WoW IV (thanks, body)

Quotes / Fun Facts

  • "Bite ya leg off!"
  • If you hear raucous laughter, Quinn is likely not far off.

Origin Story (In Her Own Words)

In beginning, Big Mamma on top. She strong, smart, take no guff. Most of clan love Big Mamma. Big Mamma love ‘em back, but male of clan be weak. She want someone stronger for lovin’, so she leave with pack of auntie to find mate. Big Mamma travel for three day to meet with nearby clan. She announce to clan: “whoever beat me in wrestling match get to spend night with me.” All of clan try to win, because Big Momma peak of gnoll beauty. She big, strong, and use brain pretty well, too. Well, problem is that no one beat her. Eventually, she just pick gnoll that came closest. Though he no win, Big Mamma shrug, say, “make do with this.” Then Big Mamma be Biggest Mamma. ‘Dis be my part. She say me be cutest cub. Me believe her. Many no agree with Big Mamma, but she be my Mamma so me go with her. It never be easy. Some use more than words. Some want blood.

Me almost make collar when ugliest male come for my head. He no succeed (asshole). Me take his eye, and his scream bring entire clan to me. They say me betray clan, say girl must go. Big Mamma slam her paw down, can’t calm da clan. They say, “what good be gnoll that not be from tribe?” Then, me leave. Me say, “come with me Mamma, world be big and we find our way.” She say back, “No, Little Cub. Big Mamma stay here to teach fool clan lesson in blood.” Me hold sadness in heart, but me nod. When me leave, she say, “Find your sister. She not been seen here for too many moons. Find her and stay together and you be OK.” Me no find sister yet, but me still look. My body fight better, though. Maybe one day me make own clan and be Big Mamma, too. Or maybe me find clan with open arms. No matter what, me look.

More Lore

Though Quinn is kept quite busy by her academic and professional pursuits, she still finds time to write lore. A repository of said lore can be seen here.

YouTube Channel

If you are desperate for some high-res but low quality fighting videos, look no further than my YouTube channel, here.

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