So, I'm assembling a playlist for a Working later tonight, one that will require me getting into a righteous, angry and determined mindset.
I 'feel' a nudge on my left side and a voice in my mental ear says 'Get B to give you his collection of Amon Amarth. You'll find something in there.'
The Old Man sighs almost wistfully and nods his head to the music. 'If only the bards and musicians had had THESE kinds of instruments in My Day. Nothing scares the shit out of your enemies more than stuff like this.'
Can't argue with logic like that ;)
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