And when Bloodheart dies, who will the warleaders of the northcountry remember? The ones who raid and burn in the southlands, far away from the homelands? Or the one who drove. The Hand of the Lady.

Elimination, whether urine or feces, is a messy process and standard toilets are barely up to the task of accomodating[sic] the eliminator’s/eliminatrix’s needs.

About them round, / A lion now he stalks with fiery glare.

The Yu, although of the hardness of rock crystal, is worked into an endless variety of forms […]