I just caught another runaway who thought he could meet up with a male resistance group in the mountains near Riverbed. We are going to have a LONG interrogation to make this piggy squeal.
SLUTcon has begun. Depending on your interests please feel free to attend a diplomatic gathering, go shopping at the trade show, engage in some cultural exchanges or just hit the bars and see what happens.
I'm sure it's a lot of fun catching wild pigs, but you know every single one of them needs to be properly screened before selling them, right? I swear I have the most thankless job here.
After trying to get closer to the people in power in this land, I felt something sharp on my side and one of those guards must’ve been tailing me ever since I left the arena. Now I’m injured and someone out there clearly wants to capture me...
Today is the fifth year I have spent in The Matriarchy prison. 195 years to go.. I don't think I'm going to make it, and I beg the Queen for an appeal. Please release me!
