Delius Thyme`s Diary Pg. 76 - General Info
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Book Contents
Oct 23
Just got out of prison and
finally received my possess-
ions back. I arrived back
in Halas on the 9th and sold
the limericks to a Barbarian
who paid a hefty amount of
silver for the work. As I
was walking down the street
a Blacksmith said, "I'll
have to charge my usual fee
of 12 copper." His patron
Just got out of prison and
finally received my possess-
ions back. I arrived back
in Halas on the 9th and sold
the limericks to a Barbarian
who paid a hefty amount of
silver for the work. As I
was walking down the street
a Blacksmith said, "I'll
have to charge my usual fee
of 12 copper." His patron
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replied, "If I pay you that
much I'll be a pauper." I
had no idea if the rhyme was
intentional or not but un-
controllable rage swept over
me. Slowly, ever so slowly,
I turned, grabbed the patron
by the throat and squeezed.
It took six guards to free
him. One guard gave me a
strong warning and said,
"You must now leave our
much I'll be a pauper." I
had no idea if the rhyme was
intentional or not but un-
controllable rage swept over
me. Slowly, ever so slowly,
I turned, grabbed the patron
by the throat and squeezed.
It took six guards to free
him. One guard gave me a
strong warning and said,
"You must now leave our
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city". Which was fine but
another guard said right
afterward, "Do this again
and face the committee."
Before I could realize it,
my hands were wrapped around
the guard's throat. Jail
wasn't that bad save the
rats, bats, mildew, and
stench. Unusually, the jail
served rat sandwiches
everyday. At least no one has
another guard said right
afterward, "Do this again
and face the committee."
Before I could realize it,
my hands were wrapped around
the guard's throat. Jail
wasn't that bad save the
rats, bats, mildew, and
stench. Unusually, the jail
served rat sandwiches
everyday. At least no one has
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said a rhyme to me since.
The end to the horror seems
far from sight. Rhyming
winter nightmares have sadly
impaled me. Writhing with
nightly havoc, sanity eludes
The end to the horror seems
far from sight. Rhyming
winter nightmares have sadly
impaled me. Writhing with
nightly havoc, sanity eludes
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Quest Source: 28 May 2022