If you want to survive in this world, you need to start taking care of yourself, because no one’s gonna do that for you.
Only an idiot would travel these woods alone.
I kill to survive, not for sport.
All I wanted was my life to be my own. To be free. Turns out fate has a twisted sense of humor.
Human, Troll, Elf, Gnome. They’re all animals. And reading books and baking pies isn’t gonna keep anyone safe.
I’m a lot of things, but I’m not a killer.
I steal to survive.
Does the arrogant attitude also come on a silver platter?