Cuthbert Allgood

Oh bloody hell....

I'm really not in the mood to be fucked with right now. Least of all like this...

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Going to be out for a day or two.

Got something I've got to do.

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Christ Man Jesus, what's going on? Roland? Al? Where are you? Al, if this is you trying to pull off a joke on me, it's not funny! Am I even still in the castle? I'll be late for classes if one of you dumb louts stuck me in your townhouse! And I'm still in trouble over snitching Sai Perrin's dumplings. My da's gonna kill me if I get taken to task two days in a row!

Oi, and now my mum's gonna have da whip me over taking the Man Jesus' name in vain! So now I've got two marks, a beating from Cort and a whipping from Da to look forward to. Al, I'm going to kill you when I figure out what on earth it is you've done! I swear, you'll be begging Cort to take the stave to you after I'm....

....

Why're my da's guns here? Da never takes his guns off. Da needs his guns. Gunslinger's don't let their guns out of their sight.

.....

Roland? Al? Are you alright? Da? Mum?

It can't be the Good Man.....

I havena a clue what happened over the other side, or who did it or why....

But I wish it'd been me!

Since I canna take the credit for it, I'd very much like to congratulate the trickster! You're a man after my own heart.

Bloody hell, this magic is mad! I mean, rather my body get mixed up than my mind, but....

Ah well. At least I'm still pretty.

Well a day! I'm certainly in high spirits. Yes indeed, I feel absolutely wonderful on this glorious early winter day! Nothing like that warm feeling of accomplishment and pride to give a man an extra spring in his step....

OOC warning: Adult Subject matter discussed in (hopefully hilarious) vague detail.

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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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