| Gurney Halleck | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Greetings, Young Pup!! I am Gurney Halleck, Master Swordmaster for the honorable House Atreides. I train the mewling whelps of this noble House in the ways of fighting, not cattle and love-play. I also play the Baliset, a fictional instrument. WHAT HO! There goes my good friend Thufir Hawat. Oft-times you can see tumbleweeds made from Thufir's eyebrow hair bouncing down the stairs of the dank and drafty Castle Caladan. Once I heard what I assumed was a vile Harkonnen assassin stealthily trying to cleave my brain-pan in twain with a flip-tip - I wheeled around quickly to surprise him shouting WILD ASS but it was nothing but a couple of eyebrow tumbleweeds playing together. THAT DAMN THUFIR BESTED ME AGAIN! He once tried to leave me in the open desert of Arrakis, a planet I've never been to. He sneaked off back to Arrakeen, but a surprise awaited him! Twas none but I, Gurney Halleck, taunting him, "Oh, no, you're not going to leave me here in the open desert!" TA! I won the day, leaving Thufir flummoxed, his eyebrows writhing with consternation. BAH! | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Shield-fighting Not Cattle Not Loveplay (maybe a little) Inkvine scar picking Tumbleweed chasing Joining the Smugglers only to leave them for the Fremen Loyalty Lady Jessica Envying Duncan, character in all six books Hating the Harkonnens Kayaking Rock collecting |
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| EVERYONE I KNOW WAS BRUTALLY SLAIN BY THE HARKONNENS!!! I barely escaped with my life and baliset. | |||||||||||||||||||||||