Ahh, remembering my family’s warnings, or at least musings of deep brussel bane and it’s associated disorders brings to mind this famous post, of which I will speak of no longer!
Aye, a foul witch has given me some enchanted disease, leaving me rooted to this spot. She called it Witchwither. Foul temptress! I had been her escort. She was a big woman, friendly you know? Then the damn witch ensorcelled me, leaving me rooted to this spot, nearly naked, to display my shame to the world. Hisin Deep-Raed is not accustomed to being mocked, stranger. I shall paint the ground with her entrails!