Big talk from the big dog, Arthor...

Seems you haven't shipped me once...actually, you haven't KILLED me once, and you have been whacked, what, 3 times now by my staves?

Granted, back in the day you used to smack me around pretty well, but I wouldn't set your shipping rules if you can't back them up against people more than a quarter your size.

Personally, I think you'd better be kissing Aerian and Zakath's arse right about now, as they are the only thing keeping Springdale from turning into a stave forest.

And, from my messege list on days when I leave staves out, we all know how well you seem to do when staves are around.

Giliad

Written by my hand on the 10th of Springflower, in the year 1014.