Mar 25, 2006 19:21
I need a good, stiff drink. Yep. So I know where I'm headed. :D
Today, I went on a little excursion to Brass Castle. Interesting place, that one. Lotta' assholes, but not as many as in the capital. It was nice walking on my own and slicing up wild boars like the old days. :3 Next time, I'll drag Flik along with me.
But anyway, on to the reason I need a good, stiff drink! Augh, so this kid comes up to me and tells me I look like Viktor the Bear, but I can't be him 'cause he's dead. I told him I was Viktor, but I was not a bear or dead, and he said that I was too old to be who I said I was without being dead. Then I went to go grab a drink and the girl at the tavern called me 'old man'. So much for courtesy! I guess I'm guilty of calling some people 'old man', too...but it's different when it's me, y'hear!
Bah, anyhow...enough about the RUDE PEOPLE OF THE NORTH. Damn it. I've taken up woodcarving, too. Didn't wanna say anything about it 'till I got a little better, but I've figured out how to make little things, like carved animals and stuff. I made a little chair, too, but it broke when I sat in it. ^^; Guess I still don't know my own strength!
Also, recently I've felt like I should probably train and spar more. Hey, Seed, Culgan, either of you two interested in some practice fights? I figure you two've gotta be the strongest ones here who can wield blades...lemme' know! :D
Now, for that drink...