Prompts = Fleet, Aspire, Churlish
The histories record that Travis was fleet of foot, strong of arm, and stout of heart. That he was thick of head, slow of thought, and lacking of judgement went unrecorded.
Drinking didn’t improve things.
After another night of becoming blackout drunk, he awoke in a dank dungeon. The sheriff soon appeared.
‘Travis! This churlish behaviour must end! Surely you aspire to something more?’
Travis just stared at him.
‘What do you want from life, Travis?’
Travis’ faced creased and wrinkled in deep thought.
‘More ale. Lots more.’
Clearly this was going to take some time. And perhaps a translator.
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