How do I load my jinglings? I don't ask pretty. There's not too many things a berk won't agree to if he doesn't want his heart express-delivered into the deadbook on the point of an arrow. I don't take such pit fiend promises too seriously. If he couldn't defend his life, he couldn't defend his jink either. No, I'm not a scribe of the deadbook- they chhose their deaths; they earn them. You lanned in the parts of the body? Well, the lower planes chew up berks before I get to them, then I am part of the stomach, picking out bits of waste from things of value. Then their pitiful faith in the ivories finishes digesting them and leaves them stuck in oblivion. There are a few good scraps in the hells, but they're mostly animals. I train howlers- good mounts they make. Now don't catch it that I go find the creatures myself; I'm not barmy enough to go make myself windy for a bit of jink. Now if the howlers push their new owners in that direction, well that's not my fault, is it?