> You browse through the aisles of the lizard store, looking for a good one to take. Most are small and ugly, the kind of lizard that would hurt your street cred. You are about to give up the search when you find a room in the back with a warning sign on the door.
> Inside you find a nine foot long Komodo Dragon. This is the lizard for you.
> You fashion a crude saddle, and soon you are bursting out of the lizard store into the alley, atop your majestic steed.
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> You are riding a nine foot long carnivorous lizard, who you have named Widar, after the god of vengeance.
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