What a load of utter trash. You were jumping small Mercineans in Mercinae last night that had no chance of ever getting the sword. You may use this sword business as a carte blanche to kill small folk, but nobody is naive enough to believe your piss
The same goes to the little petard, Joely. You might as well carry on making pills back to Zenichiro as a backup for when you are jumping small mercineans and a bigger one comes on and attacks both you and your bosom chum, Raule, you (targetted at Jo
ely) are the scum that floats on festering sewage.
Written by my hand on the 25th of Eleuthral, in the year 1067.