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