In the bathtub, amid the velvety twilight of dozens of lit candles, sat the War Chief. He was sprawling in the roomy, luxurious tub, arms resting on the rim, wearing nothing but his necklace, suds of soap slowly sliding down his bare chest -
O_O ... what was I going to say?

War Chief is great in this - for all that he tries to be Very Serious the things he says just sound funny. :D

And it turns out I actually love Two. He's fabulous.