I have to get out of here, I can't risk being forced to read that book. I've faced knights, dragons, and wizards, but I couldn't survive all those hard words. Luckily, the demon who served as my captor is dead, and everyone else here is too afraid of me to try and stop this Porkster.
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I've escaped Hell, and by now everyone in every corner of the Shouting Lands has heard of my countless exploits.
Thank you for your kind words, sir. Maybe one day you'll be as strong and valorous as me. I see you're of the right tonnage, at the very least. But tell me, why are you so obsessed with gnomes? And why do you say you love numbers if you can't count past three?
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I must bid you farewell now, my adventures awaits me.
Well, ok, I guess you can eat me... WAIT, what are you doing? I didn't think you were talking about me becoming your fourth lunch! I know I'm tempting and yummy, but I won't let you eat EAT me!
Die, you fool!
Sure, give it to me, if it's your last wish.
Good God, man! I get it, abstinence is a virtue, but you can't get to these levels... it's bad for your health.
But I have no more time to appease my fans' requests. With the duke dead, the evil lich took control of the capital. As expected, his rule didn't exactly work out for the city's inhabitants:
You've ruined my life so many times now that I've lost count, evil lich, but I won't let you ruin the last remnants of the Shouting Lands! Your time has come! And I know your tricks. I know your flesh is poisonous and nauseating, I won't risk my health touching you!