“I’m at 1HP and I have to be the one to go talk to the Lawmaster in the middle of the night and convince her I killed the beast and clear everyone’s name because all these lunatics are supposed to be under house arrest, and the guards think I’m drunk because I’m bleeding out at 1HP, and the Lawmaster thinks I’m a raving liar, and the merry band of lunatics got themselves and my dear goblin friend caught and arrested five minutes later anyway, and the one sane man who was supposed to be helping me with this charade has disappeared on me and now the Lawmaster thinks I may have killed an innocent carnival worker, so I’m going to sit down right here on this crate and I’m done talking to anyone because I still have 1-fucking-HP”
Lesetoilesfous 