Alfrid Lickspittle:
The mood of the people, sire, it's turning ugly
Master of Laketown:
They're commoners, Alfrid. They've always been ugly. It's not my fault that they live in a place that stinks of fish oil and tar. Jobs, shelter, food, that's all they ever bleat about.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:51