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I am the mighty Zinsbog!
I am big and tall and strong and dark as the earth. Others mistake me for a barbaric orc due to my wild appearance.
After my training to be a wolf shaman, I had a strange dream about finding a god killing blade in a far off dungeon. I survive off the land and work for hire to keep looking for this weapon I'm sure is the cause of all this war.
Advisor Description
It was awkward running into Tabaris that afternoon. I got caught pinching a few extra coins from a person I was supposed to be be guarding and I thought for sure the guards were called to haul me off to the keep! He was a captain of a unit stationed in town and he told me it was good thing he caught me first before anyone else did.
I wasn't sure what to think of him at first when he convinced my boss to just dock my pay instead of firing me outright. Tabaris told me he's been keeping an eye on me for a while now at my father's request and hopes I consider putting my body to use and join the ranks someday. I don't think I need that much discipline in my life but then he let slip that he's seeking the legendary Divine Breath, a sword so sharp it can slice a dragonfly wing. Some other officer who never lost a battle is supposedly the owner of it and if Tabaris can recruit enough strong arms, he can take the sword for himself. I'm sure it's just a story to keep men in the army but it is interesting to hear…
Zinsbog the Mighty is raised. I, Zinsbog, have died but am alive again! I awoke again for the 1st time. I am in awe by it. I felt like it was a day dream. I shall cause for better.
The Beauty of Lady Fluke
Swiggity swooty
That shapley booty
Finest of all in here
No one can resist
Such pull it consists
Its own gravity
yanking men from afar
From here to there
No one can compare
Such volumetric derriere.
Reflections on your mother
I still think of her sometimes.
Always a kind word to say and stressing the value of hard work.
It's hard sometimes to work because I'm always thinking about her.
I hate when I dream about her and seeing her the last time that way…
It would cause madness in some and find solace in a bottle.
I keep myself strong for her so I can punish them the same way she was unfairly did. I want to erase that last memory of her and replace it with something better.
I'm willing to take down the gods just to bring her back.