They may be called the Palace Guard, the City Guard, or the Patrol. Whatever the name, their purpose in any work of heroic fantasy is identical: it is, round about Chapter Three (or ten minutes into the film) to rush into the room, attack the hero one at a time, and be slaughtered. No one ever asks them if they want to.
This book is dedicated to those fine men.
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If you are paid a wage you are a worker
GUARDS! GUARDS!
MY VITAL ESSENCES ARE WHERE THEYRE SUPPOSED TO BE! UNHAND ME AT ONCE!
Any reference to Terry Pratchett in my day is more than welcome.
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Hello, human resources? How do i tell this awkward coworker that i think they're sweet? Help i am very bad at social cues.
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