Just when I thought I had finished handing over sacks of cash to Portalarium, they turn around and make even extravagant furniture. I look this morning to find there is a new Wooden Display Table, a new Dark Maple Coffee Table, a Wooden Four Poster Canopy Bed and of course, the Wheel of Pain. How am I supposed to say no to the Wheel of Pain, especially when there is a sassy vixen dressed in a bodice showcasing the item? Very mean Portalarium. Very mean indeed.
Is there any chance that if I add a few coins I can hire said maiden to supervise the running of the Wheel of Pain?
You win, take the money.
More brilliant musings about my adventures in New Britannia
PeteWi the Disoriented: Well, I admit, a jubilant twirl may not have been the best choice to celebrate the spectacular albeit somewhat precarious view. I did become a dash light headed and may have taken a misstep, which might have lead...
Alley: The hills are alive with the sound of you ricocheting off every rock on your way down. Spinning, honestly?! What’s next, handstands?