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« on: November 05, 2019, 07:13:08 PM »
Problems I got:
Figuring out sweet bread, pies, cookies, muffins. I got bread on. It's just too bland. Or shit. I threw the shit bread to the birds; they didn't seem to mind.
Saint Outis says Question Six. Jons says questions never lead to much good. And that prospector Odette said it's a good policy not to wear things you don't recognize. Nardic said to endure, but not silently. Margus said a warrior must know How to run and hide.
Blokes coming up want to make a name for themselves but they're building their towers on a foundation of balanced cards. I been here some weeks, and I already know it's stacked against us.
So I really don't see the hurry. Maybe them folks what got through 95 have seen something I haven't that makes them content to make their play on 99. But hell if I know what it is.
I am not getting stronger crushing frog men every other day. And those lizards showed me I need to get stronger. When any one bloke can put me to sleep in two hits, then I clearly need to up my game. So it's either 97, 95, or the Mongrelwoods. And I don't like the idea of shitting next to where I eat.
My nose is still kind of crooked.
That's about it, though. I ain't delusional, haunted, cursed, poisoned, corrupted, enraged, bound, desperate, or lonely. You know, like literally everybody else. So I can't complain.
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