A Marauder looks strange when motionless on the ground.
My builders have completed meh elegant abode so that I, Witchdoktor will abide there.
Message to Advisor
Good day to you, Artemis! I hope this letter finds you well of both body and mind. I'm pleased to have the chance to sit and write to you about my recent days. I went on a Patrol outing in Llafair. I was gone for a few days. It was largely uneventful, however, we did have to deal with some brigands that had raped and captured a young lass. Poor thing was shivering and crying, said she was about to be sold in Llafair. The Captain of the Guard Patrol escorted her back to her home. Helping that little girl made me feel good inside. It was nice to feel something other than dread and doom. With the coin I gained from the Patrol assignment, I got a better abode. I went to the Town builders and asked for something a bit more sturdy, especially with the autumn rains on the way. A better roof means drier things. I'm happy with it. You should come over soon so we can sit by the fire and enjoy some jackweed tea. I still go about Town helping people when and where I can. Some trust me, some don't, but I'm okay with that. None have tried to harm me so I consider that a small win for my growing reputation. You're advice hasn't gone unheeded. I look forward to our next chat.
No one shall lay low Witchdoktor the Mystic. I, Witchdoktor, have died but am alive again! No Lord, no Knight shall be my scourge fer I have returned this 1st time to continue this adventure.
Witchdoktor the Mystic Lives!. How can mine crimes leave me with my 2nd death to carry me downward bewildered in this fantastical era? It is mine lack of objective.
While a Giant Spider may be difficult for some a Giant Spider is no match for me.
No one shall lay low Witchdoktor the Mystic. I am no undead despite this 3rd fantasy world.
The Resurrection of Witchdoktor the Mystic. To mine lost in wonder I am here for 4th time in this waking dream. Maybe mine reason for being is not as it should be.