5. The Anthropomorphic Personification of Big Ben
It’s a big ol’ clock with arms and legs, and boy is it mad at me. It tried to get me, it tried to take me out with its physical strength and brick exterior, but I’m better than that. I ran away and cowered in Westminster Abbey, which I assume is its friend, because it wouldn’t swing at the Abbey, and let it cool down before sneaking out. I have no desire to fight Big Ben, but it is relatively easy to evade because of its personal code against harming others of building-kind.
4. Duchess Bear
This one’s a wily one. If King Bear was lawful evil and Queen Bear was neutral evil, then Duchess Bear is absolutely chaotic neutral. I met her in the dining room of a Wimpy’s (these bear-types love to attack me at fast food restaurants, but I love fast food too much to accept that they’re gonna attack me) She wouldn’t even swing at me, she just sort of growled for several minutes and kept slapping the trays of food out of other customers’ hands. I managed to calm her down by pretending to “hop out to the loo” and then I climbed out of a window in the back of the restaurant. She saw me. She didn’t chase me.

Duchess Bear wears Three Crowns, because I cannot think of new jokes for the life of me









