The Trusty Argonian Blade
Volume I, Part II Lifts-Her-Flail: At least this bounty was worth it. Now I can buy some decent rations and a new shield. Guard: Ma’am, did you injure the butcher’s face? Lifts-Her-Flail: Yes, I did. He was making poor-quality romantic advances toward me. Guard: That’s fair. He is a Dingus. Lifts-Her-Flail: Pardon? Guard: Of the Cheydinal Dinguses. It’s legal to injure their faces when they make poor-quality romantic advances. Lifts-Her-Flail: Are there any other unique laws I should know about? Guard: If anyone offers you a “girthy sausage”, you can put fifty gallons of hornets in their pants. Lifts-Her-Flail: … This town is odd.
Guard: Our count is a madman.
End of Volume I Part II















