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