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Pink Feather Day
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>You could keep playing your bluff or try something else.
"Somebody has to stop that golem. You could hel-", suddenly, he spins and slashes at me with the cleaver. I barely manage to deflect the impact with my sword, but I end up thrown across the room and into the opposite wall.
"That ain't my job. I guard the prisoners and I kill the intruders. Dat's all I got to concern myself wit'!"
>planning to use that giant cleaver to carve the shit out of you. Be ready in case that's the case.
I noticed and I was, for all the good it did me. Ouch.
>The keys are on a hook to his right.
I don't think I'm going to be able to get many doors open with him in the room swinging that slab of iron around. I'll have to grab them later.
>What other tricks do we currently up our sleeves?
Hmm... Hit him harder? He can't be invincible. He's far bulkier than Thodren or that bald guy I burned the hair off of, in that he's disgustingly fat. I should have a fair speed advantage. Other than that, he's a huge fucking leathery rock. I have no idea.
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