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>"Are you sure sir? I would have thought the better way to do it would be castration, THEN execution."
>Seems the most efficient, after all.
Uh. Maybe you don’t get the situation, brainvoices? Lemme recap.
The old dude with the angry face is King Frosha. I may have had a romantic night with his daughter. Not gonna lie. It was pretty great.
All I’ve got to my name is my clothes, my smarts, the voices in my brain I don’t think about too much, and this fuckin’ thing. ‘This fucking thing’ being…
Well, I’m not entirely sure what it is, come to think of it. It’s a coin, or at least it looks like one. All I knows is that the crazy old wizard I bought it from told me it would grant wishes once a day.
Of course, he didn’t mention that it only worked when it came up heads.
OR that it granted the EXACT OPPOSITE of your wish if it came up tails.
That fuckin’ wizard.
This fuckin’ thing.
It’s still in my coat pocket, and It’s the reason I’m in this mess.
