by the way, do not fear for the peasant, he is a goat herder, he will be given more goats for his discovery- maybe even a bigger house.

combusted cannabis you say? are you perhaps an alchemist? say, is there an elixir that perhaps puts you into the deepest of sleeps? my uh.. serfs.. have been having issues sleeping since the rumors of a “bog witch” who eat nobles who govern poorly started cropping up.

this but instead of a mutt throwing up, it’s a rival noble executing an assassination attempt upon you at the play so you have to leave before you know what happens to Edward Norton.

this is why i proposed launching people from a trebuchet as a form of travel to the king

your chariot seems to have been vandalized m’lord

happy for you (i’ve sent 3 legions)