About this 3D model

Don’t go thinking these are the birds you’d find on a feast-day table; the only thing a Dockside Turkey is serving up is a tetanus shot and a bad time. They’re born of rust, muck, and pure spite, draped in "flotsam feathers", which is just a fancy way of saying they’ve glued broken glass and rusted chains to their hides. Don't ask how. Try to swing at one, and you’ll find your blade snagging on their barbed wire 'plumage' before you can land a decent blow. They’re mean, they’re filthy, and they’ve got juuuust enough metvél-kaltos to know exactly where your soft bits are. My advice? Don't fight 'em fair. One good kick into the drink is worth more than a dozen broken swords. Just watch your fingers - those beaks don't just peck; they harvest. STL file for the Docks Turkey for the Docks Environment from The Eightpints quest and skirmish tabletop wargame. www.TheEightpints.com