Leave it to the Gods to have no rhyme or reason. I avoided them all my life choosing to focus on my craft until I had to cry out to Kurden to save my life. Of course our Half-Elf "ranger" didn't know any better when we came across that yellow mold...a perfect example of why humans shouldn't breed with swine. Alas, I have been dragged into the middle of a pissing contest between Kurden and Negred. I still do not regret extracting the head of the scepter, being absolved of my debts to Kurden is a great relief. However survival is no longer good enough, we must go against Kurden and his irrational impulse to create an undead army and also kill this fucking Lich that is running around. In the meantime, maybe it's worth finding a whore while we are still in the city...
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Posted on September 08, 2013 00:33
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Epic × 2!