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King Groy, batch 16 It was at precisely this time, while interviewing with the Deputy Chamberlain's assistant, that Kel had another stinging headache coupled with complete confusion. The interview went like this:
“Girl, I know that the job of a chambermaid isn't all that demanding. However, this is the King's castle, and it's essential that we provide some references just to know that you can be trusted not to run off with the table silver. Who have you worked for before? Who can vouch for your character.”
“Er... I worked for a knight for years.”
“Yes..... and his name was?”
“Sir... Green.... of Green.”
“Sir Gree
King Groy, batch 15 Tamlin woke up that morning with a splitting headache and a sleeping rat lying next to him. The first thought that faded into his mind through the haze of his hangover was “Ugh! Vermin!”. The second thought was “Oh, shit, I'm a rat!”.
The third thought was too horrible to contemplate, and instead of contemplating it, Tamlin ran as far away as he could from the place he'd fallen asleep in, a little cranny where some of the old foundations weren't quite level. Unfortunately, that wasn't very far – after only a few dozen feet, he felt like his brain was about to burst out of his skull, as well as being dizzy, nauseous
King Groy, batch 13 -insert- The gang spent the night in a hollowed-out oak tree near the swamps, about half a mile out from the hovel. Early in the morning, Jake scouted out the old headquarters, and after he gave the all-clear, the entire group went back to the clearing to look for what Barnardus and his merry band had left of their stuff.
Even by the light of the torches they had improvised, it was clear that their competitors had stolen whatever they could use and thrashed whatever they couldn't. There were no functional weapons or tools, and even the mildewed clothes, shoes and towels had been turned to shreds.
They had the clothes they stood up in, the blankets f
King Groy, batch 11 Coming off their shift, they bought some of “Candy-From-Babies'”s lovely sausages, just the kind of comfort food for a working stiff in stressful times, and then went on to get rat-arsed on dear old Mrs. “Take-Care-O'Ya” Tuborg's lovely quadruple ale. Late, late at night, the two men staggered through the streets of Clwyd-City and bumped into a racing goblin, which stopped for about one-fifth of a second before resuming its lighting-fast trip to Wessex.

“This is actually rather inconvenient,” said Duchess Gudrun as she trailed Jake, Atra and Ragnarok on their way out of the dungeon tower. “I'd been kind of

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Fire Elfby ~Reinder

Traditional Art / Drawings / Fantasy©2005-2012 ~Reinder
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A Fire Elf from the Rogues of Clwyd-Rhan comic. Cast portrait from 2002, re-cropped and published at a larger size than the version used on the cast pages and elsewhere.
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