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'''Shex Alguts''' is a Nornian Simic Hybrid and the current [[Champion]] of [[Molvomor]], possessing the powers of [[Iaz'odr'vhe the Hungry]].
'''Shex Alguts''' is a Nornian Simic Hybrid They are a former [[Champion]] of [[Molvomor]].


They are known for their dominance in the [[Champion Challenge]], where they use a brawling fighting style and host a Challenge consisting simply of gathering the participants in a dim room and "Absolutely beating the crap out of them. Just really going to town."<ref>From collection of participant and viewer interviews.</ref>
They are known for their dominance in the [[Champion Challenge]], where they use a brawling fighting style and hosted a Challenge consisting simply of gathering the participants in a dim room and "Absolutely beating the crap out of them. Just really going to town."<ref>From collection of participant and viewer interviews.</ref>


==Quotes==
"I've been champion for...a while now"<ref> Date: 4/22/101, Challenge Day </ref>
==Literature==
Shex is known to write poetry, including this piece entitled ''Mania as a Celebration of Grief'':
<blockquote>
There is a halo on a head in anticipation of a saint,
And flowers on the dirt in anticipation of a grave,
So I always piss outside in the grass,
In the hopes that it seeps down by the time my enemies are buried.
</blockquote>
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Latest revision as of 02:10, 5 June 2024

Shex Alguts is a Nornian Simic Hybrid They are a former Champion of Molvomor.

They are known for their dominance in the Champion Challenge, where they use a brawling fighting style and hosted a Challenge consisting simply of gathering the participants in a dim room and "Absolutely beating the crap out of them. Just really going to town."[1]

Quotes

"I've been champion for...a while now"[2]

Literature

Shex is known to write poetry, including this piece entitled Mania as a Celebration of Grief:

There is a halo on a head in anticipation of a saint,

And flowers on the dirt in anticipation of a grave,

So I always piss outside in the grass,

In the hopes that it seeps down by the time my enemies are buried.

Notes
  1. From collection of participant and viewer interviews.
  2. Date: 4/22/101, Challenge Day