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