Four Beheadings and a Funeral Quotes

“Narfo. Never heard of it.” “Fermented worm blood—” “Wyrm or worm?” “What’s the difference?” “Scales.” “Worm.” “Wyrm or worm? They sound the same.” “I know. Ridiculous.” “I agree. Which one’s blood are you drinking?” “The one that burrows through the ground.” “So the worm.” “Round we go.” “You got a son that works down in the tunnel?” “Aye. A guard.” “I feel like I’ve had the same conversation with him. You mean the thing that is not related to a dragon.” “Like a garden worm. But bigger.” “Right.” “That’s the one.” “And you drink its blood?” “Fermented.” “Right, you ferment the blood and then you drink it?” “Someone else does, but yes. Good for the heart. Keeps the hair on your chest.” “Is it, I mean, like a banded worm?” “Nothing so grand. Believe that’d kill a dwarf.” “So it’s a particular species.” “Aye, the Narfing worm. Bred for flavor. Plump little bastards. They have the most delectable meat to them. Melts in your mouth.” “Interesting. Have you, I mean, is that fresh?” “It’s fermented, of course it’s not fresh.”
― Eric Ugland, Four Beheadings and a Funeral

“I leaned against a wall, ate my fried dough, drank my cider, and took a moment for myself. Important to remember such things.”
― Eric Ugland, Four Beheadings and a Funeral

“What would a book defecate anyway?” “YA love triangles?”
― Eric Ugland, Four Beheadings and a Funeral