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I should imagine that a disgraced glukkon who has found a greater purpose in fighting the industrialist encroaches onto the remaining wilderness (or just fighting his grandmothers) will have discarded those inconvenient designer suits and donned something a little more practical, freeing up his sprinter arms for, well, sprinting.
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Well, that makes sense, I suppose. The image of a glukkon running strikes me as fairly hilarious, now that i think about it. I think I
would like to play that game.