In my fifteen years of running the Rangers Guild, plus my
twenty-seven years actually working, I’ve seen a lot of weird creatures. A mage
or witch gets drunk or possessed or whatever and decides that the world really
needs a Slug Dragon, or a Swordshifter, or a creature that only eats people
named Chris, or Kris, or Quiss or…
Anyway, the Three Rules, they’ve served me well.
One, do your fucking research.
Two, take out the prey’s senses, one by one.
And three, get a title like Guildmaster so you no longer
need a name like Chris, or Kris, or…
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