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Ancient tool, new purpose
Tailor-made
Respect for the dead
Don't burn yourself out
Played with fire
Psychological warfare
He knows what they did last era
Lords and Judges
Way of the rogue
God is dead
Way of the cleric
Whole world in his hands
Strong with this one
I kill dead people
Real men don't need a map
Do unto others...
Faith is weakness
Way of the warrior
Treasure left alone
I feel lucky
By the book
I saw everything
Are you not entertained?
Two against one
Killing monsters
Shout at the gods
Harkyn collection
My private stash
Not a question of can or can't
She was the last woman here
Go breaking my heart
No one can hear you scream
Solitary
Thousands of candles
Extra strong
This! Is! Keystone!
All in
Fool of a Tuck
Couldn't have done it myself
Against all odds
Anger is a gift
He who protect us
No time for losers
Good with weapons
Human skull
Seal the gate
He speaks in riddles
The real Lords starts here
Only after Disaster
Myself again
It's bound to take your life
Hard shell, soft core
Now we're talking
Take my hand
Give him power
So that's a Lord!
Bookworm