Laccy

Born a Raykasavasagl of the Quagls of Sxag, this ignoble squach suffered intractably at the hands of his vassal, the Recubinous Farktar of Tchechechet. It was only through building a voluminous passive vocabulary that the young squach managed to free himself of the shackles of vassalage and roam freely among the Tchechechetian proletariat, drinking profusely from the Well of Consumerism.

He eventually became entrenched in pressure groups against the local Council dictacts on environmentalist issues, and following an accident with a shovel and several large foam mattresses decided to found his own tryst at the altar of Fetxfeqcuedth, the God of Unremovable Stains.

In accordance with the Blessed Manuscripts Of Xchekcthamixs, he preached the unimpeachable Word to the masses who would listen, and while they both decided that the Word was good, it was not enough to preach, but one had to also do. Thus, abstract notion became action, and action delved forth into the reaches of conscience, and conscience returned, seeking satiation.

A surge in the numbers of his gathering drew protest from the neighbouring Tchechechetian communities, and so he withdrew to find another place to regrow...