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