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