yeh, i get back from my scuffle with the chimaira which i thought was a bit rough. and the king thought i did such a good job that i should just keep my armour on and go regulate the Solymoi. which was by no means easy, they fight dirty.
did that, fine. then he tells me i have to fight some women that hang out in Pontus,... i thought he was kidding.
he tells me they are called the Amazons. turns out this is linear A for "Neanderthal lesbian convent."
I found this exercise quite pointless, however, time must have been of the essence for the king, as they surely would just die out. unless of course they have some means of self-replicating or immaculate conception that the rest of the world is unaware of??
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