- Fleet Commander Lafayette Pettitt Goff
- The perpendicular slash of his banner brought a crate of raw tuna crashing down onto the cobbles, the whites of their fishy little eyes peering up at Lafayette for release. Twiddling sheepish desire with a quick glance, the Fleet commander left the scene with newly acquired breakfast and a satisfied rumble quenched within his belly. The humans were not so pleased. Their fusses died at his approach, but Goff could hear their screeches and mumblings as he advances past them. With his snout pressed against the dried scales of his newly gained meal, Goff does not notice the giddying torrent of another Lenarion until it is too late.
The tuna flies. It's fishy content raining down onto the promenade splashing the throngs beneath in a disgusting mixture of rotten innards and half-sucked eyeballs. Goff himself flops backwards, his pincers inching at the enemy only to close around a wooden pillar. "Watch yerself yo scallywag!"
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