I be findin’ them scaly lizards today. They no be wanting to talk, we be walking to them and then the gods be saying no to us and start smashing my chariot. So me not wanting to anger the gods send my men forward to do the talking, while I wait for the scorch marks (from all the lightning) to heal and them little lizards start shooting at us. So we be punching one in the face saying he be nice to us and then they all run away. Only one group was willing to talk but for some reason they talk with their teeth or something. Not completely sure what happened since I be lying in the grass waiting for the world to stop spinning. But I be sure next time will be better.
dinsdag 15 april 2014
Gruznib and his first enounters on the island.
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