
You come upon a ruined hamlet, villagers all fled or slaughtered
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It's the bowl. Someone might find it in any old shop, it is earthenware
mixed from the bones of the last shaman of Nilotte.
Whosoever eats from the bo...

Groovy :)
ReplyDeletePriceless!
ReplyDeleteAmen!
ReplyDeleteGreat! Jeff, you made my day.
ReplyDeleteThey're in for a fight -- those nipples got 8 HD each.
ReplyDeleteHi Jeff,
ReplyDeleteThey don't need to kill her...
Just let me take care of her...
Shalom,
Maksim-Smelchak.
I dig this comic. Fun times.
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