Comment by kylebyproxy

You are Jubal, a peasant living in the kingdom of Larion. You have a pitchfork and a nothing else. You wake up and begin working in the fields. You see a woman with long blonde hair walking towards you. She is beautiful, but also very strange looking > work the fields

"What do you want?" you ask her.

She smiles at you. "I am called Nalia, I live here".

"Are you a witch?"

"No, no, not a witch. A wizard or something like that".

> continue working the fields

"How old are you?" "I don't know, I just woke up". "Do you have any family?"

> no family, only pitchfork

"Oh, well I'm sorry to hear about your parents". She says with a sad tone. > continue working the fields

"So what's your name then?" "My name is Jubal". "Well, I'm Nalia, my name is Jubal". "Are you married?"

> i'm married to my job

"Yes, we're married". > in that case, you'll need a pitchfork

"A pitchfork? Well... okay then". > let's work the fields together

The two of you work for hours on the fields, until finally, you both get tired. The sun has set and the night is coming soon. "We should go home", you say. Nalia looks at you. > so, you mentioned you're a wizard?

"Yeah, I'm a wizard. And I'm going to be rich". > over my dead body! no wife of mine is going to be rich!

"That's not true!", she says. > en garde!

"Okay, fine, but I'm still not buying it!". > brandish pitchfork

"Fine, fine, I'll buy it". > touche

"What the , you're a woman aren't you?". > let's find out. allow me to disrobe...

"Alright, alright, calm down. Let me take off my clothes first". > now we're talking!

"Let's see how much money you can make in this world before you die". YOU DIED. GAME OVER