Better late than never, I suppose.

Time to decide who’s the better swordsman.

Money, money, money!

My Geiger counter is making a lot of noise for some reason.

More fertile soil, more crops!

Up with the cup, down with the ale.

Stonks!

Give ’em the landlord special.

A pirate got to look the part too, you know.

Lest our peasants eat you.

If only it was this easy.

Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.

Serf in style.

And you thought you’d never use that gun again.