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* "Brother Preptil, the master of the music, had described Brutha's voice as putting him in mind of a disappointed vulture arriving too late at the dead donkey. Choral singing was compulsory for novitiates, but after much petitioning by Brother Preptil a special dispensation had been made for [[DreadfulMusician Brutha]]. The sight of his big round face screwed up in the effort to please was bad enough, but what was worse was listening to his voice, which was certainly powerful and full of intent conviction, swinging backward and forward across the tune without ever quite hitting it."
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* "Brother Preptil, the master of the music, had described Brutha's voice as putting him in mind of a disappointed vulture arriving too late at the dead donkey. Choral singing was compulsory for novitiates, but after much petitioning by Brother Preptil a special dispensation had been made for [[DreadfulMusician Brutha]]. The sight of his big round face screwed up in the effort to please was bad enough, but what was worse was listening to his voice, which was certainly powerful and full of intent conviction, swinging backward and forward across the tune without ever quite hitting it. He got [[RunningGag Extra Melons]] instead."
* When Brutha meets Om for the first time, he thinks he's some kind of demonic voice in his head and keeps running back to Brother Nhumrod for advice and (badly) singing religious songs to drive away the demon. When Brutha finally notices that the voice is coming from a small, banged up looking tortoise:
-->'''Brutha''': I could give you some lettuce, but I don't think tortoises are allowed in the gardens. Aren't you vermin?
-->''(Om stares at him)''
--> '''Brutha''': There's grapes. Probably not sinful to give you one grape. How would you like a grape, little tortoise?
-->'''Om''': How would you like to be an abomination in the nethermost pit of chaos?
-->The crows, who had fled to the outer walls [during Brutha's first song], took off again to a rendering of ''The Way of the Infidel is a Nest of Thorns''.
* Om is trying to convince Brutha that he is, in fact, Om. Brutha argues, as he's been taught that Om manifests as a giant bull that tramples infidels.
-->"How many talking tortoises have you met?" it said sarcastically.
--> "I don't know," said Brutha.
--> "What d'you mean you don't know?"
--> "Well, they might all talk," said Brutha conscientiously, demonstrating the very personal kind of logic that got him [[RunningGag Extra Melons]]. "They just might not say anything while I'm there."
* When Brutha meets Om for the first time, he thinks he's some kind of demonic voice in his head and keeps running back to Brother Nhumrod for advice and (badly) singing religious songs to drive away the demon. When Brutha finally notices that the voice is coming from a small, banged up looking tortoise:
-->'''Brutha''': I could give you some lettuce, but I don't think tortoises are allowed in the gardens. Aren't you vermin?
-->''(Om stares at him)''
--> '''Brutha''': There's grapes. Probably not sinful to give you one grape. How would you like a grape, little tortoise?
-->'''Om''': How would you like to be an abomination in the nethermost pit of chaos?
-->The crows, who had fled to the outer walls [during Brutha's first song], took off again to a rendering of ''The Way of the Infidel is a Nest of Thorns''.
* Om is trying to convince Brutha that he is, in fact, Om. Brutha argues, as he's been taught that Om manifests as a giant bull that tramples infidels.
-->"How many talking tortoises have you met?" it said sarcastically.
--> "I don't know," said Brutha.
--> "What d'you mean you don't know?"
--> "Well, they might all talk," said Brutha conscientiously, demonstrating the very personal kind of logic that got him [[RunningGag Extra Melons]]. "They just might not say anything while I'm there."
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* The invading general's puzzlement at Bruha bringing a dead body onto a battlefield. "It's not bring-your-own, you know."
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* The invading general's puzzlement at Bruha Brutha bringing a dead body onto a battlefield. "It's not bring-your-own, you know."
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** They consider including Foorgol the God of Avalanches, but the decide the snowline isn't close enough. Brutha then trolls them by asking if Ephebe is always this chilly.
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** They consider including Foorgol the God of Avalanches, but the then decide the snowline isn't close enough. Brutha then trolls them by asking if Ephebe is always this chilly.
