Home sweet home, in Pict-dom.
Raising livestock by the lochs. Raiding neighborly livestock. Being at the beck and call of erratic Lords.
Does it matter, if one can but raise one's livestock, and raid neighborly livestock, in peace?
Unfortunately, I've ended up in the service of my lord Orquist, a most demanding and unpleasant man. The vileness of this is balanced out by the light of my life, the lass Rowan, who would prefer that I stay at home with the livestock and with her, but whom has a dedication I am grateful for.
Thanks to cousin Bile for my Avatar.
Well, here's an award I did not expect!
What I wanna know, is who was sitting there counting posts, and are they going to do that when we reach 1000?
At World's End - Out of Print