A Caveman looks strange when motionless on the ground.
The Resurrection of Rosemary the Princess. I, Rosemary, liveth for the 4th version of mine in awe self. Change the aspiration and I shall changeth the outcome.
My Next Medieval Adventure
I was studying geography with the masters, and I found it highly interesting. I was so enthralled with the maps laid out in front of me, I did not hear someone approach us. I was startled when I heard a husky voice near me. I looked up and saw a handsome man, tall and strong, who was obviously a representative of the Council. After conversing with my master, he turned to me with a polite smile. My master praised my knowledge in maps and directions, causing me to blush. The man asked if I was interested in a task in exchange for gold. I told him I'd take it for just the experience, but my master interrupted quickly, stating a rather large amount of gold.
The man pulled out a map that looked to be almost entire devious of ink, with only light traces all over it. I frowned and pulled it close to my face. I studied it for a long while as the man told me they were looking for a castle that had been lost to time. It was easy to find where the Town was, along with my childhood home. I nodded and remembered some stories my mother had told me. I pointed toward an area far up in a corner, saying the stories said it would be here.
I, Rosemary the Princess, was attacked by a Wild Dog Pack and was victorious in combat.
Let me telleth thee the story of how I killed a Wolf. The Wolf attacked and with my skills I killed it. That was the end of the Wolf. Like my story?
Rosemary the Princess Lives! To mine surprised I am here for 5th time in this wishful thinking. Maybe mine ambition is not as it should be.
No one shall lay low Rosemary the Princess. I was wonder-struck when for the 6th resurrection. Maybe it is part of waking dream. With object in mind in mind things must changeth.
My Next Medieval Adventure
I was entirely taken by surprise when approached by an acquaintance about finding something for them. At first, I was put off by the details. Why would they think I was the right one for the job? I can't fathom hurting anyone on purpose! The, they continued and I listened.
They wanted me to save this person by pretending to be a mercenary, and bring them back.