Those who follow these things may have noticed the slumbering beast that is Scary recently stirring in its coffin. The Gods of Rawk, terrified of the ramifications if the monster should wake once more, plotted to nip the nascent horror in the bud. They sent imps to weaken the bridge of Scary-Roj’s acoustic guitar and he was dismayed when he found it in such poor condition the next day. He lovingly cradled the instrument and carried it to the MOR hospice for sick for guitars, but even they could not save it beyond using it for kindling. Great was Scary-Roj’s wrath and the walls did shake with his fury, but the kindly MOR wizards appeased him with a twelve-string semi-electric beauty with its own carrying coffin. And so did Roj return to Glen crypt and rested his head. But beware; soon his resting head will turn from beetroot back to its normal shade. Tread lightly, for if you wake him the ears of York will have a penance to pay and the Gods themselves will tremble before his sonic onslaught.
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