Thou hath no obligation to follow an unlawful order.

Peers, I find myself at an impass. Though I straddle betwixt Blue-Scry and hex; I can not support, even remotely, the plots of its master. What would thou have me do? Should I keep a voice upon this site or begin to muster elsewhere?

By order of the king: If thou art a merchant, thou art not allowed to portend the future to speculate the price of goods.

Bugbears? Actually, thou shouldst leave them alone.

"Tremble watchman! I am the mighty Demon-Lord" All-right, where be ye fief then? What crop doth they grow?

Hast thou tried this new "chocolate" stuff? The sailors hath brought it from far lands.

The town is richer for the many walks of people it hath. Let none tell thee otherwise.

Were the Missus and I ever to be blessed, I quite like this one.

Watch men? Aye, and the ladies too.

I hath survived my second ordeal by dentist and returned to rest.

About once a day some old person portends me the coming of the demon hordes and the end of the realms as we know it. Ser, I asked thee if thou had any trade goods to declare, not thy life story.

Oft, I find myself bereft of words in dark hours. The good fight must continue, will continue, and shall continue.

War cries, I find, are oft more parts terror than bravado. The cry is of men steeling themselves to face fate: a forward to butcher one another over some other man's command.

Mithril caltrops

A man of field should hath a gambeson. Plate and chain are superior in a melee, but cold and rain will kill more men than the skirmishes.

If thou sees the enemy prince upon horse wearing a crown and not a helmet, thou hath an ethical duty to dome him with a crossbow.

What's this new tavern game I'm hearing about? Balltoro?

I am quite fond of redemption arcs. Alas, it requires a villainous character to hath satisfying redemption, and such character is not I. Being mean makes me feel bad.

Dark wizard escaped

I entrust thee to watch the watchmen.