It is good to talk. Also I can't run, this country is overrun with rabbits, how can I live, not knowing if that bunny is just a harmless forest creature or a fluffy assassin bent on the destruction of myself and the subjugation of Man and Ferrotti. This is a Holy thing that we do, to destroy the foul devilbunnies who sap the will of good El'mahr fearing folk with their false promises of fluffy pleasures. I can do only one thing, I must return to Glasgow, confront my own personal demons, and continue the fight. I suppose I'll have to pay off this Visa bill as well.
Game here is become scarce.
I may have to find a new home, the rabbits trashed my old one, but I'll find a place where we can stay.