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What were the Barghast thinking, messing with an Imass, who does that, only suicidal people.

I know most will die, but it still hurts. 😢😭💔

Olar Ethil grunted and then said, ‘I have no need of allies among the Eleint.�
‘Not true!� cried Telorast.
‘Calm down,� hissed the other one. ‘This is called bargaining. She says we’re useless. We say we don’t really need her help. She says—well, something. Let’s wait to hear what she says, and then we say something back. Eventually, we strike a deal. You see? It’s simple.�

Oh Silchas, I wished he found out from someone other than Olar Ethil.

I can't believe Kilmandoras wept when she found out about his death.

Oh Bottle

Bottle eyed the dark waters roiling past below, wondering how fast he’d sink, and how long it took to drown when one wasn’t fighting it.
‘Oh,� she murmured, ‘I guess that was a rather deflating invitation, wasn’t it?�
‘Well put, Sergeant.�
‘Okay, there’s more.�
‘More of what?� He could always open his wrists before plunging in. Cut down on the panic and such.

Oh Hetan, the Barghust are savages, and I thought Karsa was bad.

Oh Tool, if only these idiots knows what he is doing for them.

Bottle tried to imagine five thousand Hedges, with the real Hedge in charge. Hood’s breath, I’d want a continent between me and them. Maybe two. He repressed a shiver, and then headed to the tent.

Pores is as bad as Kindly Smh.

‘I am Master Sergeant Pores and this—�
‘Thought you was Captain Kindly,� said Sinter.
‘No, that would be my twin, who sadly drowned in a bucket of his own puke yesterday. Interrupt me again, Sergeant, and I’ve got a whole trough of puke waiting just for you.�