Ronal the Barbarian Page #4

There are 2073 verses

and I do them all by heart.

Crane gets totally much p*ssy.

- Why did not you say something?

- That he gets p*ssy?

No, about the song. It's about Crane.

You have sung a verse of his sword.

Is there one that tells you where it is?

from the crown of his chest the blood flowed

it was bleeding day and night

No no. After he dies. Come on. Sing.

his grave was placed the sword

Instead, now forgotten

Only Wisdom Book of Elves Farm

knows where it is stored

Wisdom book of Elves Farm.

That's it.

- We need to Elf Farm.

- Should we do it?

- This is how you find the sword!

- Girls are Elven pishamrende delicious.

It will be a great trip, it here.

Okay, I have two rules here at the

turn. A:
This is not a raid.

And two:
Do ??we have something that is

smallest expedition-style, we go around it.

- Is it a deal?

- Check.

Is that rule number one or two

we've just violated?

Run for your life.

Sh*t! What the hell is this?

What the hell was that?

No! No!

Ouch!

- Who are you? Are you one of them?

- My ... my neck.

Answer me!

I'm just a random

passersby. I swear.

It was not my opinion

to disturb you in the middle of your ...

- Slaughter of random men.

- They challenged me to a duel.

Oh no, not again.

Get out of here.

You may be allowed to live.

She is like when the warrior

we need to crown a sword.

What? Are you insane?

She is f***ing violent psychopath.

- Yes, exactly. Ask her.

- No.

Wanker. Yo, pretty. My friend Ronal

would like to ask you something.

Will a fresh krigerts as you -

- Out on such an expedition, you know.

In order to save his village.

And as a little bonus, I would like

let you play a little on my father's lute.

I do not know what he's talking about.

put your hand on my lute

and let me teach you to suck '

I will not learn to play

on your instrument.

- You are well expensive.

- I said it was not a good idea.

Another must rescue the barbarians.

- Did you barbarians?

- Um, yes.

- The barbarians, it is your village?

- Oh, yes.

Them, as they say,

are the greatest warriors in Metalonien?

Yes.

It's a worthy cause.

I'll take with you.

What?

I'm Zandra from skjoldmernes clan.

- Where are you going?

- Elf kingdom.

- We must find out where it is.

- We will need a guide.

- There is a nearby city. Come.

- No, wait. You can not just ...

- Do you have a problem with that?

- Now ... uh, no.

- Super. Come.

- I swear you scoop her husband.

Son of Crane! Son of Crane!

Come on! Faster!

Oh, cool.

Shaving my legs and call me Susan,

if this is the sickest place.

- Okay, we are here.

- Uh, okay.

What's up there, a**holes?

Is there not one of you

who cares to call a taxi?

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