Some of our landings were desperate adventures.

We are now prepared to meet the inevitable counter-attacks with power and with confidence.

Sculptaker, O great and gallant sculptor keeper, were thou by this old maid unduly pushed into facing such labors as thou didst.

Has our grave resentment fettered thee?

With such bounteous fury didst thou dance.

I cannot presume thou didst not suffer.

Please, I ask thee, allow thyself some rest. None of the tower

would dare interfere. And if one should, I'll see to them myself. My name is Gary Butterfield.

My name is Cole Ross.

And you'll sing to bonfire side chat.

It is a cavorting favorite.

Yeah.

And this week we're continuing and concluding our discussion of Belarot, the Tower settlement.

Last week, we kind of got up to about the middle of the city and went and started chasing

down some keys, went to the flooded district, checked out the storeroom, met Grandin,

who we're going to, we're going to get to know her a little bit better through a generous

spirit a little bit later on as long as we catfish her.

Yes.

Yes. And we get to eat her numbing spice.

Yes.

Here.

Yeah.

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