Cuthbert Allgood

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By Gan and the Man Jesus, I never even imagined!

Yeh all told me but I didna believe! I've never eaten like this in my life. Maybe I ate too much...feeling a little weird. Kind of shakey. Didn't sleep well last night though, that'd be it. But I'm good and alert. No senses dulled here, no indeed!

Guess I owe someone who I'll not name a word of thanks. But don't think this'll get you into my trousers! S'a good start, though!

Fuck me, I can hardly think. I think I'll go for a run. Or a ride. Or maybe a swim. Hey, we've got a big pool, don't we? I should go swimming! Who wants to go swimming? Swimming sounds brilliant right about now!

...Good God, is there anything you people won't put inside of chocolate?

It's right funny how so many of my own home traditions are quite similar to holidays from other worlds.

Most of you folks seem familiar with this Hallow's Eve Halloween celebration. Back where I come from, we had Reaptide festival. Started out as some religious thing that doesn't need to be detailed here, but when I was a lad it was just a celebration of the end of harvest. There's a whole week of games and fairs and dancing and parties. Everyone opens their doors and has treats out and puts up stuffy guys. There's apple dunking and blind man and contests to see who can eat the most and contests for food and costumes, and riddling fests that can go on until dawn...

And then on the last night of the month, there's a great party. A big bonfire in the square and dancing and singing and feasting, and all the kiddies dress up like demons and ghosts and you can go from house to house or stand to stand and get treats. And o'course, scary stories and kids daring each other to spend the night in graveyards and whatnot.

And if you were really lucky, or you happened to come from nobility, you even got treats made with sugar.

I can almost smell the baking apples and corn....

Listen up, friends! Tomorrow evening, round seven of the clock, I expect to see all of you in the Great Ballroom for dinner and dancing and drinking and general merrymaking!

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Bloody hell, I'm bored out of my ever loving wits. Days drag on when there's no cleaning or cooking needs doing. Or shopping. Even the damn horses don't need much care, s'all done by brownies or sommat like that.

Think I'll go hunting. Either of you boys want to ride out with your old man?

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I've got a question for you all. I was in the library just a bit earlier, and I found something what piqued my curiosity.

Anyone know anything 'bout a poet called Robert Browning?

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Did'ya enjoy your little run, Horse-fucker?

Maybe now you're safe'n sound behind your own lines you'd do me the courtesy of sharing your name! I'd like to know who's head I could've brought home today, if I'd felt like it. I think next time I will take a little bit of you, and you can set your watch and warrant on that. My generosity only goes so far, even for pretty little things like you!

Oh, and one more thing....

You're even prettier when you look like you're about to shit your britches.

This place really is amazing!

And I'm feeling like my proper self this morning, say thank you! Explored a bit last night and I'm starting to understand things a wee better. That tee-vee thing can steal a man's life away! But I do like the stories on it....

Hey, which horses belong to who? I was thinking of riding out today, don't want to take someone else's mount if I do. Those are some fine animals! Not a mutie among'em! I thought old Glue Boy was a healthy critter, but these pretties could have been sired by Llamrei himself!

Who's in charge of the breeding?

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Well fuck me sideways with a rusty gun barrel, no one said there was a giant mansion in the clearing at the end of the path! Now this is an afterlife! See, kiddies, this is what you get when you're a hero! Just like ol' Vannay promised. Guess putting up with all of Roland's bloody ka midden wasn't so bad in the end.

So...where're all the virgins?