Grim Views

        Leyu’jin walked cautiously into the cavernous room, alongside the vanguard Lythande. Both had their shields at the ready, and in their own way remained on high alert. This was the very belly of the beast. Clouds of fog wafted around them; noxious looking gas, which both warriors were careful to avoid. As if they needed any further reason, the warlock, Greebo, pointedly vocalized the issue into a warning; “Those clouds have some sort of dark magic ensorceling them, which I doubt you can notice. I would highly suggest *avoiding* them. I’d rather not have one of you blunder into them and experience another separation of my soul from my body.â€

So mon, ju wan ta be 'earing da tale o' da Hexxer and da Puppy ?

Ju be knowin how it be mon. I be mindin I own business, spreadin da joy o' da hexxin an collectin'  kneecaps when out da blue I stone be flippin out.

I smack it a couple times jus ta be checkin fer gnomies – dem pests be gittin ev'where mon, den I taps da stone “Wat ju wan ?â€