Akbar the Foul
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| − | Akbar the Foul is a miserable fat fuck who [[Jothardin the Cruel|contributes nothing]] to the game and dwells in his father's basement [[Tor|trolling the board]] when not masturbating his [[Black Cat|micropenis]] furiously to [[ | + | Akbar the Foul is a miserable fat fuck who [[Jothardin the Cruel|contributes nothing]] to the game and dwells in his father's basement [[Tor|trolling the board]] when not masturbating his [[Black Cat|micropenis]] furiously to [[Fianna|German scat porn]]. |
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Reeling from this traumatic loss of his [[Legion|virginity]], Akbar roamed about for a few years before settling back down in the [[Crimson Fields]] again. A conspiracy was then orchestrated by a [[Freyson|sick fuck]] that eventually resulted in Akbar becoming a War Council Represenative and a few months later, the Realm Leader. | Reeling from this traumatic loss of his [[Legion|virginity]], Akbar roamed about for a few years before settling back down in the [[Crimson Fields]] again. A conspiracy was then orchestrated by a [[Freyson|sick fuck]] that eventually resulted in Akbar becoming a War Council Represenative and a few months later, the Realm Leader. | ||
| − | Months later, when the various [[Dark Angels|drugs]] and [[ | + | Months later, when the various [[Dark Angels|drugs]] and [[Dimma Ulfur|alcohol]] used to placate him wore off, Akbar <s>ran</s> <s>sped</s> <s>jogged</s> rolled away from the [[Southern Marches]] forever, leaving it rudderless and adrift. Eventually a [[B.A.M.|new fatty]] was found to take his place. |
Revision as of 02:09, 10 September 2007
Akbar the Foul is a miserable fat fuck who contributes nothing to the game and dwells in his father's basement trolling the board when not masturbating his micropenis furiously to German scat porn.
History
In the fall of 2000 some nameless turd hired a tow truck to haul a pathetic fat body out to a Crimson Fields duchy practice in the Southern Marches. Horrified by the quivering mass of flesh jiggling about on the field before them, they named it Akbar the Foul, because it had a beard and assumed it was a terrorist. They had no idea how right they were.
Several months later in 2001, Akbar was rolled up north to the Delaware shore, where there is nothing to do but get drunk or smoke crack. Eventually some kind souls mistook him for a beached whale and dumped him into the Chesapeake Bay, where he floated to Aratari lands and partook in several events. The Aratari, upon beholding this corpulent monstrosity, greeted him with a gang rape.
Reeling from this traumatic loss of his virginity, Akbar roamed about for a few years before settling back down in the Crimson Fields again. A conspiracy was then orchestrated by a sick fuck that eventually resulted in Akbar becoming a War Council Represenative and a few months later, the Realm Leader.
Months later, when the various drugs and alcohol used to placate him wore off, Akbar ran sped jogged rolled away from the Southern Marches forever, leaving it rudderless and adrift. Eventually a new fatty was found to take his place.
