Happy Life
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- So, did you like what you saw? I have a feeling they wouldn't last long in our lands; they're too soft. And whether it's a ritual or not, a hundred gold pieces is a lot of money, and there are plenty of bones to be had. Imagine - working for 5 gold a week, and still having to pay rent or save up for a house; it's easier to build your own, - a cloud of blue smoke rises from his lungs into the sky. - Without a guild, we could organize ourselves, revive the good old days, but where are we going to find people these days? And I'm not going to trust my back to just anyone.
The ashes scatter into the distance.
- I was thinking of becoming a king, like our boss. Walking around like a dandy, everyone bowing to you - it's respectable. But our ogre talked me out of it, saying they'll beat some sense into me, and I'll be sweeping the streets for a pittance until Akonia whistles from the mountain. Or maybe I'll become a mercenary, although what kind of mercenaries are they? More like agents, right? It's probably more fun there, unless they knock your head in for spilling tea. Who knows what those foreigners are thinking. What about you, what are your plans?
The ashes scatter into the distance.
- I was thinking of becoming a king, like our boss. Walking around like a dandy, everyone bowing to you - it's respectable. But our ogre talked me out of it, saying they'll beat some sense into me, and I'll be sweeping the streets for a pittance until Akonia whistles from the mountain. Or maybe I'll become a mercenary, although what kind of mercenaries are they? More like agents, right? It's probably more fun there, unless they knock your head in for spilling tea. Who knows what those foreigners are thinking. What about you, what are your plans?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
