Translations:Codex: Tower of Trials/14/en

“I should hope so,” panted Forto. Unused to prolonged physical exertion, his training as a cleric in the city hadn’t really prepared him for the trek across the swamp. Once-white robes were stained indelibly grey by its residue, and, to be frank, Forto was sick of it. “I’m ready to be out of this miserable sludge, at least. I’d bed a thousand succubi before I crossed it again.”