An account by Genna [‘Padfoot’]
I hates f’ing zombies. I hates f’ing frogs. An I reelly, reelly hates bats, an i hates dis f’ing dungeonm iz cold, wet and smellie. Jus like bleedin’ Kassen reely.
Farmer boy is lookin up tho. Ez found is sord arm at last. Nice pecs too. I nose dat coz i seen im swimmin in der buf.
Wel we got to der boss geezer, an we kilt it no trooble reelly. Dis ol’ bint was outa it on some old altar. Den dis Kassen geezer pops up, ’ee give me dis nice perl. an i cun chuc acid at fings now too. Fings is lookin up!
I wanna get bac to Kassen now. it ain’t much but iz ome, innit? an I got dis perl now too. praps anti wil gis uz mor respekt now.
an i bet im beta at nikin chikinz too. mabe i will be an earo wen i getz bac. praps dem bardie fellas wil songs of me.
Hey, ow mani chikinz dos a perl buy?
[rit bi genna padfoot-de earoin of Kassen down a smellie old ol somwere]