GOT2: Terryon's Gun

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It was another fine day in the desert lands of the Mysterious Islands, and Lord Terryon was sipping wine by the pool, thinking of clever jokes and laughing quietly to himself. His bald friend Sir Valis was nearby reading an old book. 'Terry', said Valis, 'why don't you do something useful instead of drinking?'. 'Valis', said Terryon, 'I am a drunk', and then he called in Greywyrm and his sister, and they confirmed that the slaves were doing okay, and Valis was basically satisfied and left him alone.

But Terryon was not at peace, and thought that maybe there was something more he could do. Lady Diana had 3 dragons, but would that be enough? Also, if they won the Great War, what would he do after that? He was a great thinker. With the right amount of wine, he would know what to build to fix everyone's problems.

After another half pint of cool wine, he remembered shooting his dad in the shitter with a crossbow. 'The bigger the crossbow, the better the kill!' he shouted, jubilant. Then he remembered shooting his wife with the crossbow and winced. 'The harder the bolt, the crueler the dark' he whispered. After another cool pint, he knew what to do. 'Varies, bring me the greatest blacksmith in Meridian!'