And he stumbles out. He tries to make his way to the sled but dies an alcoholic death… One hour later he wakes up and sees that a skinny little goblin is looting him. He grabs the goblin and slits his throat. He curses and throws him away.. but then seconds later he thinks, “hey wait a minute, I could really use that goblin bastard, or at least his corpse”. He walks past the green ugly corpse of the goblin, picks it up, puts it in his sled and rides away. Aftir couple of minutes he slows...
Hugi notar vefkökur til að bæta notendaupplifun á vefsíðunni og greina umferð um hana.
Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína. Skoðaðu stefnuna hér..
