Subject: "Soft prayer and Beytah witchcraft be thy aids?"
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Posted on: 2016-06-24 09:48:00 UTC

What limp and hornèd husband mayst thou be. Thy lady rides to battle, chambermaids and servants at her side, not soldiery? Fine are the smiths at Cokrit, I be told, and fine, vainglorious words like teeth do sit within the maw of machinating old serpents, whose poisons burn who mayst be bit? I prithee, noble Sir, to take more care of memories of lovers in the field, for should she fail, it is your task to bear thy fine sword and thy diced and daggered shield to arms against a most ignoble foe. But thou has prayed; the outcome now we know.

(You may take it as read that Ye Scape-Grace has been quietly fuming on the sidelines for a while now.)

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