Honey Mead
 

Sitting in Lavastorm, staring into a wiggling pool of lava.
12 right clicks into a stack of honey mead.
Thinking about Odus, about the joke of a mage i've become.
The other day I let a halfling guard strike me just so I could feel something.
I later had sexual relations with that very halfling at the Fool's Gold.
Which, by the way, Rivervale has gone to complete shit.
But by all means keep re electing Mayor Gubbin.

i got this one guys

drugs

Love it.

Need a follow up though. I want to know what happened after the affair with the halfling guard...

12 clicks? Jesus get ahold of yourself, I think you've been meditating too much lately.

Logging onto this forum and keeping people in line is the highlight of Swish's entire day.

I don't get it. You suck at being a mage and you have a little person fetish?

Yes, in that order. It was the pain of mediocrity that led me to relations with other races.

It's deeper than that. Can't you understand the guy is relating how his character feels, not he the player?

I am curious what happened after this hard-charging affair, and I also want to know why he thinks Mayor Gubbin is such a bad mayor, I only hear good things about him tbh.

That can apply to many of our most prolific forumquesters they add nothing except personal insults and negativity, because they have nothing else to add.

In fact, look above and you can see the typical crew of malcontents that did exactly as I have described, on cue. I am sure more will come too.

Sorrows do not drown, friend. They are far more buoyant than you and will continue to huddle around you until you bleed them of their power. Once emptied, every sorrow is a hollow shell of misery. Pierce each husk deeply and fill it with joy. Douse yourself in its sweet essence and watch the rain of adversity bead and flee from the joy of your flesh like water from oil.

And THEN, I'd shower myself in the sweet release of honey mead. Quellious keep you, friend ^^.