PROLOGUE
"The fellow is quite mad, ready to burst his boils at everyone for the slight mistake...nay, but you'll be quite sure the mistakes need to be corrected! The fellow has the toughest job in the land and if I was the king, God help me I'm not, I would be damned sure to put the most rabid dog to fend off those sons of devils up north!"
"He sure can drink too that dog, but don't tell him I said any of this! He would put me on the block!" he laughs cheekly
One must become tired of roast meat and ale everyday. Is there no lighter meal here?"
Did this man belong to the Outernicals?"