How long has it been?

How many lifetimes have passed since I began my sojourn through this maze of underground passageways, of damp, dimly lit chambers? How long have I been alone, the only human among a menacing crew of hideous subterranean beasts, stumbling over forlorn reminders that others have passed this way before me... never to return!

Long before I forgot the warmth of the noonday sun or the refreshing coolness of the evening breeze, I forgot my name. Call me what you will. I am the Rogue.

"The craziest people live in Demoyn Iowa, and not a lot of people knew that, but they're going to now"

I don't believe in god, i believe in ghosts.

Im just trying to find my razoodocks what to do with the evening.

see you around like a quarter pound!
make like a tree and drink water.

How many bitcoins does it take to get some ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ respect in this town?

Im faking it. You know, faking being a real captain.