My Next Medieval Adventure
I need Gold. This is a must. These small odds and ends jobs are simply not enough on their own. A man at the inn told me of some prospective work from a dwarf. Anything is better than slaving away in the tavern kitchen. Day in and day out for crumbs. No, its time that I reached out beyond town.
I have defeated a Caveman. Let all know that it be by the mighty hands of Vashley the Mystic.
Vashley the Mystic is raised. I, Vashley, have died but am alive again! How can mine downfalls leave me with my 1st death to carry me downward dumbfounded in this work of fiction? It is mine lack of objective.
Today, my encounter with a Zealot Leader ended with me slaying the Zealot Leader.
No one shall lay low Vashley the Mystic. Be it known to all that Vashley the Mystic hath returned in the 2nd resurrection.
Vashley the Mystic is raised. It is mine errors that caused mine 3rd demise within this mass escape into fantasy. What cause do I need?
Breath of life comes to Vashley the Mystic. I seek redemption for mine blemishes, it is mine 4th falling from the aim I should have.
Vashley the Mystic Lives! I, Vashley, liveth for the 5th version of mine mesmerized self. Change the object in mind and I shall changeth the outcome.