I'll bump this shit with some random screenshots:
First our dear old chap Gerard the Grey, such a charming polished guy:
(so mad he can't decide in which language to curse)
Then this beautiful lad invading:
Bolt in the eye and jarid to the chest but I still don't go down, such weaklings those ranged my old friends:
This actually counted as a headshot:
...while this WAS a headshot, along with a few other shots:
Some peasant thrower decided to make a unicorn out of me:
At the end of the day - Lord really does work in mysterious ways, who would of thought that a veteran my old friend bandit will end up like this (after a glorious round):
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