Corset Davenports heaving breast were sweaty, also.. she had a bit of a fever. and uh.. Oh she was saying stuff in her sleep that only scary witchy or demon sucking people say.

Armistace Coldbody strained to stifle his sneeze as he crept past the ladies chamber. His allergies to evil and ancient stuff and magic and curses and demons and stupid people and hexes and ghosts and losers were going off the rails.

He reached into his wet trousers and produced ten tablets of anti whatever medicine and boofed em rite proper he did.

"The amulet of King Sahme Pian Dan Gfier is located ten paces past the hot chick." whispered the statue Coldbody had interrogated ten hot Wednesday's ago. hard.

"blast you you darned nasal orgasms!" he shouted whilst raising all his fist...