Supremacy shuffles out into the bustling streets stands upon the soapbox and clears his throat before reading a very real and clear warning in the version of a poem.

You're walking in the woods.
There's no one around,
And no one in ear shot.
Out of the corner of your eye you spot her,
Queen Frostine.

She's following you
About 20 feet back.
She gets down on all fours and breaks into a sprint.
She's gaining on you fast.
Queen Frostine.

You're looking for your vehicle,
But you're all turned around.
She's almost upon you now
And you can see there's blood on her face!
My god, there's blood everywhere!

Running for your life
(From Queen Frostine.)
She's brandishing a knife.
(It's Queen Frostine.)
Lurking in the shadows
Las Vegas Leader Queen Frostine.
Living in the woods,
(Queen Frostine.)
killing for sport,
(Queen Frostine.)
Eating all the bodies
Actual, cannibal Queen Frostine.

Now it's dark and you seem to have lost her,
But you're now hopelessly lost yourself.
Stranded with a killer,
You creep silently through the underbrush.
A-ha! In the distance,
A small cottage with a candle lit.
Hope!
You move stealthily toward it,
But your leg! Ah! It's caught in a bear trap!

Gnawing on your leg,
(Quiet, quiet.)
Limping toward the cottage,
(Quiet, quiet.)
Now you're on the doorstep,
Sitting inside, Queen Frostine.
Sharpening an axe,
(Queen Frostine.)
But she doesn't hear you enter,
(Queen Frostine.)
You're sneaking up behind her.
Strangling Leader Queen Frostine.
Fighting for your life with Queen Frostine,
Wrestling a knife from Queen Frostine,
Stab it in her kidney.
Safe at last from Queen Frostine.

You limp into the dark woods,
Blood oozing from your stump leg.
But you have won.
You have beaten Queen Frostine

Wait! She isn't dead! Frosty Surprise!
There's a gun to your head, and death in her eyes.
But you can do Jiu Jitsu
Body Slam CL Queen Frostine
Legendary fight with Queen Frostine
Normal Tuesday night for Queen Frostine
You try to swing an axe at Queen Frostine
But blood is draining fast from your stump leg

She's dodging every swipe, She parries to the left
You counter to the right, you catch her in the neck
You're chopping off her head now
You have just decapitated Queen Frostine

Her head topples to the floor, expressionless
You fall to your knees and catch your breath
You're finally safe from Queen Frostine

QueenFrostine appears in the crowd, moving to the front, wiping the blood off of her mouth from her latest victim. She smiles wide, blood still coating her pearly white teeth as she stood in front of Supremacy. She reaches out, touching his plump, juicy arm, sizing him up.

"What a delicious morsel you would be. You are lucky Thrawn won't let me nom on you. What a shame."

Thrawn makes his way to stand next to Supremacy, struggling to suppress his laughter and smile, but retaining a stern look nonetheless.

Supremacy! How dare you say such things about our Queen. We went over this, it's a folk tale. She didn't actually eat those people. 

Supremacy looks over to the blue faced man, wounded and in surprise. "But what about that secret room you caught me in, and then yanked me out of telling me to never enter again?"

Thrawn averted his gaze and gave a small cough.

Oh. That. Yeah. Uhm. Forgot you saw that. Uhm. 

He takes a hand and rubs the back of his neck, clearly very uncomfortable. He runs through various scenarios in his head, trying to figure out that best solution.

Dispel these rumours and I will ask our graceful Actual Cannibal QueenFrostine to spare you this time. Though you would be a delicious morsel. 

Whilst riding down the street enjoying the glorious rays of sunshine warming his face, Templar hears Supremacy recite the old poem.

Shaking his head he listens to QueenFrostine and then to Thrawn before riding over to where they stood, he then stood up on his horse and shouted out to the people gathered around

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you're not believing any of this nonsense, our Queen a well respected pillar of the community and wouldn't dream of such things, it's just an old wives tale nothing to be alarmed about I can assure you, nothing more to see here you can go about your business, have a good day"

Templar jumps down off of his horse and pulls Queenfrostine to one side "I thought we went over this, never in a public place however hungry and ravenous you are, that's why you have your secret room my dear" he smiles at QueenFrostine "Oh one more thing where the hell did Supremacy get the poem from? I thought I'd burn't all known copies"

The Queen looked at up at her knight, Templar, nodding in accordance. Her thirst would have to be filled with rum tonight. She looked over at Thrawn quickly, clearing her throat before speaking. 

"As everyone knows, I survive off of candy and the finest cocaine. I have no need for blood....thick, delicious looking warm blood. I do not eat flesh, no matter how mouth watering and supple it may be!" 

Seeing Supremacy hiding behind Thrawn, she winked in his direction. 

supremacy looks at QueenFrostines blood splattered face and winces.He slowly takes his sleeve and disperses with the blood and pats her on the back. "Its okay love follow me" he takes her by the hand and leads her to her red room, "you must feed you lycan fuckbitch" he pats her on the head and smiles don't worry i have food for you, he kicks her into the dark room filled with unsuspecting bodies."eat my precious" he mutters as he closes the door.