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