Pillory? Chains? Breaking wheel? This is my speciality…Can you see this trunk of tree? More than one lost his head on it… The castle starost not once, not twice sent to me such tykes, whom I had to cut a finger or shorten a head…shuru, buru…The chopper is sharp, you wave with it once and twice– there is no hand, there is no leg, and sometimes even ear was broken off…I have to fight with murderers, fire-risers – hack and after fear, let the earth be light to them, although they certainly suffer torment of hell for their sins…
Recently I was visited in the tavern by Mr Odrowąż, whom I cut head two years ago…it was amazing experience, I thought I had done my work properly…They say, that I am going wild…that I speak to ghosts. Damn them! Look – there in the castle – I see the death! Go on the hill, check, does my eyes shimmer?
