Fight Night will be minus one elf.

Vortigern has basically brushed off his fight with me, and that makes me equal parts furious and resigned. He is meditating and sleeping and blah blah blah. If he would only follow my advice and keep his manna burn low, he wouldn't have to recuperate all at once in marathon sessions! But he just laughs my concerns aside, patronizing me with sarcasm-laced wisdom: Now Fjord, remember that I am a priest and a wizard. When you learn a few more spells and gain some more experience, you'll be called on by the party more often as well. That manna burn adds up when you're casting more powerful spells!

Whatever. I did some prancing around Carthy town in my fancy faerie fighter gettup, but soon grew bored. I believe I trashed Vortigern enough as a coward (I called him simply, my opponent that coward who smokes opium all the time) to gain a bit of credibility. Perhaps I should go back to Brule's and do some more prancing. Perhaps I could fight a nobody. I should crash the Puking Buzzard and call some orc a grandmotherfucker. That's a sure ticket to the pit, I'm betting. Oh, we bought an elf out of slavery, so that's good. Forget her name. I'll have to ask somebody before I see her again. It's always so embarrassing when you forget someone's name! She's agreed to be my escort for my fights in the pit. Fjord the Faerie just got cooler. It will compensate for that ghastly scar on my neck and face.

If I have any fights that is. Sheesh. I mean, come on! I even have a character made up with a fancy cloak and everything! Damn that Vortigern! Next time I see him, I'm gonna be all like, Oh yeah, Vortigern, well you might be smarter, wiser and more powerful than I am, but at least I'm not a fuckin' dope-fiend!"

Although I must admit, that opium seems mighty tempting sometimes. I can never seem to relax. My sword hand twitches. My wand hand flicks. I'm told I shudder and mutter curses in my sleep. Just let me fight one Norse puke, let me beat him to death with my bare hands and sink my thumbs into his eye sockets and the gnawing of my mind will subside for awhile!

ARRRGHHGHGHGHGH!!!!!!

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