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A Bunch of Lame Backstory Below:

The bulls of the great meadow are responsible for the protection and maintenance of the milk maids, their female counterparts.

The goblins aren't well known for their feats of bravery or strength, but there's always the odd exception.

The fish-folk of the grand under-sea palace lack modesty in all facets of life.

The seahorse is an odd creature, for it excels neither on land nor in sea. Noot Noot.

Heed not the beckoning of the sentient goo, lest ye be added to their perpetual orgy of acidic pain and delight.

Peaceful are the harpies who live among the clouds, and you would be too if you lacked hand or taloned claw.

The bogs and marshes of the expansive swampland are home to many dismal terrors, few better known than the spined snapper.

Don't let it's dopey disposition misrepresent its intention, these feather lizards want to nibble on your ankles.

Smirks are cowardly beasts individually, though in numbers they have made themselves a right nuisance to the decent folk of the country.

The greater honey badgers inadvertently act as the first line of defense for the Bee-Folk's hive, sweet nectar in exchange for the deterrence of size.

The snow elves have been engulfed in a fruitless war for what seems like ages, even humble tea merchants have heeded the call to protect their homeland.

Description
A Bunch of Lame Backstory Below:

The bulls of the great meadow are responsible for the protection and maintenance of the milk maids, their female counterparts.

The goblins aren't well known for their feats of bravery or strength, but there's always the odd exception.

The fish-folk of the grand under-sea palace lack modesty in all facets of life.

The seahorse is an odd creature, for it excels neither on land nor in sea. Noot Noot.

Heed not the beckoning of the sentient goo, lest ye be added to their perpetual orgy of acidic pain and delight.

Peaceful are the harpies who live among the clouds, and you would be too if you lacked hand or taloned claw.

The bogs and marshes of the expansive swampland are home to many dismal terrors, few better known than the spined snapper.

Don't let it's dopey disposition misrepresent its intention, these feather lizards want to nibble on your ankles.

Smirks are cowardly beasts individually, though in numbers they have made themselves a right nuisance to the decent folk of the country.

The greater honey badgers inadvertently act as the first line of defense for the Bee-Folk's hive, sweet nectar in exchange for the deterrence of size.

The snow elves have been engulfed in a fruitless war for what seems like ages, even humble tea merchants have heeded the call to protect their homeland.