Monday, June 2, 2008


This ten-legged beast with multiple rows of sharp teeth serves as the equivalent of hunting dogs on Earth. Like dogs, they can be readily trained and can be fiercely loyal to masters who treat them properly.

Agility: d8Smarts: d6(A)Spirit: d6Strength: d8Vigor: d8

Fighting: d8Guts: d8Notice: d6

Secondary Attributes:
Pace: 8Parry: 6Toughness: 6

Special Abilities:
Bite: Str+2
Fleet Footed:
Calots roll a d8 when running instead of a d6.

More details from A Princess of Mars

Sola motioned me to be seated upon a pile of silks near the center of the room, and, turning, made a peculiar hissing sound, as though signaling to someone in an adjoining room. In response to her call I obtained my first sight of a new Martian wonder. It waddled in on its ten short legs, and squatted down before the girl like an obedient puppy. The thing was about the size of a Shetland pony, but its head bore a slight resemblance to that of a frog, except that the jaws were equipped with three rows of long, sharp tusks.

Sola stared into the brute's wicked-looking eyes, muttered a word or two of command, pointed to me, and left the chamber. I could not but wonder what this ferocious-looking monstrosity might do when left alone in such close proximity to such a relatively tender morsel of meat; but my fears were groundless, as the beast, after surveying me intently for a moment, crossed the room to the only exit which led to the street, and lay down full length across the threshold.

This was my first experience with a Martian watch dog, but it was destined not to be my last, for this fellow guarded me carefully during the time I remained a captive among these green men; twice saving my life, and never voluntarily being away from me a moment.

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