Stray lanterns — Episode 29

I swear, Iggy Learn some combat magic or you are the bait next time You mean you swear to the Mother Crystal Humidity choked my casting I require a dampener The payout won't even cover the cleaning solvent Next time we hunt wolves Normal, dry wolves Miserable, sticky, and broke My favorite look on you, boss A southern parish, heavily subsidized, but- No Church tiles gave me a rash last time Take the parish Or clean the cesspools pools The Mother Crystal calls We accept And there goes our vote Pack up It is in the seams! I smell like a rotting vineyard! A sweet-scented brute The southern girls will love it, boss My wards prevent hypnosis Darius Not hygiene failures Spin it thick, my darlings The nursery must be warm The outer gates are locked Good Your father is working so hard to provide for our growing family