Over 16,534,779 people are on fubar.
What are you waiting for?
- People come to me with their problems.
Forgetting that I'm a tradesman not a hero.
"A maiden chomping razorbacked beast is terrorizing our village! We can pay you in cabbage!"
Or I can buy the skin from a reputable source...
"The mind-stealing slug is making all of our children mad!"
Spend the money you would've burnt on hiring me and place salt around the edge of your town and on your children's cheeks before bed.
I'm not doing this for the fame, the fortune, the castles, the titles.
I'm here for the wonder
for the craft.
The other day a mercenary approached me.
Or rather
an assassin.
What's the difference really? One flails wildly in battle for their gold, the other uses discretion in their targets.
They're both hired killers.
He asked me if I was interested in a rare prize.
He certainly knew the right way to approach me...
but what he was hunting...
I daresay I was interested in skinning.
Though... the pelt of a living god... an upright, walking, talking one at that.
I'd have to wonder how that would finish and wear...
