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First of All let me tell you my name -
That was it, I just did, it's quite plain
To see that my Teller
Was an odd sort of fella
But if you let me, I'll try to explain!

On the day of my birth, he'd no vision,
No idea of a path I'd begin on -
They pushed for a name,
"Oh alright!" he exclaimed,
And began with a stern admonition!

"First of All," said my crotchety Teller,
"Than to pester me, you should know better!
I haven't a clue,
So bugger off, shoo!
Obey me, because I'm your Elder!"

Well my parents knew not what to call
This girl bundled up in a shawl,
There's already "Alright"
And a "Shoo!", a "Good Night" -
So they had to use "First of All!"

Name: Naps in Front of Doors (will answer to either Naps or Doors and doesn't seem to have a preference)
Gender: female
Color: C7F0B4
Backstory: Naps hails from a smallish clan somewhere far, far away to the north. How she ended up in these parts, well, that's a long story and we won't bother boring you, you know, nothing more than the usual way to get anywhere, lots and lots and lot and lots of walking. Why she left, a completely different story, not likely to be very interesting to those most esteemed members of the GAL whose tales are far more thrilling. Let's just say she left home and doesn't expect to be missed. She is not miffed at all about it, no, no, not at all. Frankly, she couldn't care less what happened to everyone back in her clan.

She did not understand her name until she had to live up to it. One day, she was shut out. In her clan there are certain acts which, while not crimes, are worthy of great shame. Something happened, and her involvement in one of said acts was revealed. If they had expected her to simply go away, she did not. She was determined to irk them with her presence until they or she gave up; that was her unspoken ultimatum and she was determined that she, at least, would not fail. But then, time passed and her tenacity little by little weakened, and then more time. She forgot her purpose, and having no need to stay, she chose no direction in particular and started walking.

I waited a little longer for SGTdude to come back, but time and tide wait for no man I'm afraid.

Name: Leaves No Trace
Gender: Male
Color: #747474
Backstory: Very little can be discerned from looking at Leaves No Trace apart from a dour personality and a thick cloak with hood. Upon speaking to him you discern even less.

I find that your rhymes lack in meter
Anapest's what to use, it's the leader
in limerick rhyme,
It'll keep things in time
And make all your poems look neater!

(Seriously though... limericks don't just have a rhyming word at the end of the sentence in AABBA formation... they have a sort of galloping meter to them... without it it they sound wrong and ick when read aloud