“In an inn, some adventurers called our warrior a wrinkled old bat”

Ed’s maiden

“New royal proclamation,” growled the dwarf

“O the dark elven bard wears armor hard”

“I’m Bel, Bel, come straight here from Hell”

“It’s GOT to be a pirate ship. Black sails, no flag…pirates.”

Ed’s shining sword

“For whosoever draweth the sword from this stone shall henceforth be rightful king of all Glorath!”