Four dead. Four from a company of ten. Excellent log, worm soup. Dietmar The Jailing, Worm Salad. Wolfgang silkworm, some type of delicious worm entry, which he can appreciate. Rainer, worm sweets. They talk about the guilt of the survivor, but no one tells about you. In the camp, seeing that Blackgard Rick Drink Nipples and breathe in the air for better men, it is equally mad because it is tired. Knight Falls, and I try to count the stars to keep my mind thinking if I can probably handle an entire skillist in her earhole.
There may be a time, I think when the land moves small despite our descendants; When the night that is now related to wolves and conscious becomes common as a draped tapestry. In stars, wolves see the gods; Dead in a cemetery pit, sepulchral torches. We dream of spinning for bright horses, spurs and hung parchment charts such as Rafpoon Liver; Owls and bat and comet songs as mutsnorts.
The land that takes us makes fun of human craze, but perhaps one day the craze of our descendants will shape it. They will once smile, and give a way to free the hell to dance two jubilant steps before the floor below them. Now it was also mapped to offer a wild hope to spread on the earth, the vaginal mountains were wide and icy as wide and snowy, bending the devils, which also reminds us that you are still prepared for a song, you are prepared for a song – Trying to tell you. Sometimes, he sings: leave it alone well.
If any of this dickless lot ends with the descendants anyway. None of them picked up a word of complaint when we were hired to find the palace of the necromans. Now, at night, some mourning that looked for all the world of a constipation compared to any kind of dead, and suddenly their faceflash turns all the pupils to a so -called man to think of touching the corpses. Now, no, one of them wants to raise a bizarre finger to help the picinfacent excellent logs.
I will bury him myself, but someone will have to count gold and I think the band would not be appreciated if his wages were smooth with the logs of the Vermilian colon’s juice. It is appropriate and correct that someone else does it. He deserves a decent burial.
We eventually settled on kicking him in a river and, after focusing on the location to remind the local fish to eat themselves, make their way back to Kobmanhaven.
As soon as we return, we distribute the statue of the councilman of fertility. The coin bag that he handed us in return could have felt heavily in different circumstances, but our arms still got heated by pulling our dead and injured away from the final battle, and the coin seemed bad now. Nevertheless, with some other cities for miles, we have to be favorable with the local people here. I myself shoot a dazzle to Thilman when I think he is going to shake the counselor for more coins.
This is a prudent option. We did enough around here that Kobmanhaven now saw us as an associate. We vowed to make some colleagues in this part of the world, and so the next round of Elle feels well acquired. Thilman also cheered, for a magic after biliching, how his favorite hobby (was walking on local farmers, then booting them into Shin and again before running away that they used to see what happened) was now off-lymph for him.
As we were becoming a serious routine at that time, our first stop post-Tawarn is to recruit some more bodies, although still we can only risk renting drags. The first is Bjarne. He ran away some backwater to-latrin town after being caught stealing Hosen from a washer line, never built one of those two toilets, before his gammy bladder cheated him; A pox on both his trousers and his pride. Tell us this, of course, was his first mistake. The boys immediately named him a slackard, Jason of Stantingham turned him into dirt when he emphasizes using our given name, helps him again, and that is. Welcome to the band, Slackbody.
The next is up to markeward, a fisherman by the first trade. He wears a little embroidered badge, in which read “Ask me about the time when I strangled my wife”* So certainly none of us do. He had his own throwing trap, so we needed all that learning.
Eight of us, then. Any stretch is not ideal, but the coin was as extended as it would have to do. We must have heard that local traders made a new delivery of throwing spears – a good way to help the leads punch the leads over their weight, so I hand over something out, and give the slackblader a bow to change the peel of a dagger potato, which he was earlier. After selling the gear we gathered from the last battle, I take a risk at another rent – a local historian named Dogpolk, who decided that he wanted to look closely. This is not a moment when I have assigned the fees of hiring dogpolock on my work that I think I have completed calculations. Now, our coffers are less than one third of the same day’s wages for the company. I explain that the boys joined the dogpolock for free, while he is out of the earshot, and set us about finding some work Quick.
The good news is that it does not take long for a businessman to pay 700 crowns to protect his next shipment. bad? Caravan bound for heuweiler – two days answer. There will be some deserts on my hands before traveling, I think if not a knife in the back. I am not proud of this, nor. I will take an arrow in the intestines for any of these men, and even losing anyone will lose a part of my soul.
Laughing loudly. LMAO. Rofl. Fuck, rick nipples.
As soon as we reach the heuweiler, we are paid. Under normal conditions, I consider being more frugal with coins, as does not end in a hole again. He said, we are laughing so hard at Rick Nipples that we will regret how much we were very thirsty when he left. This is the pub. Good place, too. I think we are going to like it here.
* Markward’s backstory in the game states that “it was after strangling his wife that he loses all interests in fishing trades”. I did not do this editorial. Please do not try to cancel me to promote ancient and stored art that strangled the spouse.
