hunter's life


He would never be after his tongue, if he knew it was not him who was the lying one. Weak, pathetic prey for an experienced hunter like him. Wasting skill for a gelfling, yet the honor of a skeksis urged him to avenge his own kind.

But now, as he knows where the truth lays, it will be one tongue torn from the deceiving beak. And he makes sure no one ever tries to fool him, making an example from the messanger of lies