The Blade Itself
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted5 days ago
Why do I do this?
Why?Cause YOU a GOAT, king
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted5 days agoThe feuds have become so deep, so complicated, that few can tell any longer who hates who, and no one can say why. There’s no need for reasons any more.
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted5 days ago“No, of course,” said Jezal miserably. “Might I ask… where are we going?”
“The edge of the World, my boy, the edge of the World!” Bayaz’ eyes twinkled. “And back, of course… I hope.”Chilllsss bro chiiilllss (ifykyk)
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted5 days agoA most unpleasant image began to form in the back of his mind. Ardee and Luthar, naked and sweaty, writhing around on his carpet. He turned his key swiftly in the lock and shoved the door open.
This is killing me cause that is literally Luthar's core ambition
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted7 days agoIs he very stupid or very clever? Is he to be ignored, or feared? Is he the servant, or the master? There were no answers to any of it. Yet.
Omg they live so miserably😭😭 I mean Glokta does live so miserably but like in general they think everybody a slave to somebody. I do understand Glokta's sassy depressing attitude but the other NPC's pmo. Sometimes you gotta live in the mountains for a bit
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted7 days ago“Show us magic, Bayaz, or show us the key!”
These bitches have a death wish💔💔 I'm not even there but I'm literally 20% scared for their lives cause idgaf if Sult dies but the beautiful architecture of Agriont will NOT go down with his possibly dead ass
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted7 days agoBayaz was starting to sound angry. “I have supplied you with all the proofs you’ve asked for, Arch Lector!”
Ragebaiting The First of the Magi is crazy💔💔
- Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted7 days ago“This really is an excellent soup,” he said, slurping noisily from his spoon.
- Snowhas quoted4 months ago
Perhaps the vengeance could wait, at least until he had a bigger blade to work with. You have to be realistic, after all. - Snowhas quoted4 months agoHome. That was where his family was. His father—wise and strong, a good man, a good leader to his people. His wife, his children. They were a good family. They deserved a better son, a better husband, a better father. His friends were there too. Old and new together. It would be good to see them all again, very good. To speak to his father in the long hall. To play with his children, to sit with his wife by the river. To talk of tactics with Threetrees. To hunt with the Dogman in the high valleys, crashing through the forest with a spear, laughing like a fool.
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