Another large Cafe Gruesome for Number 50 this time showing the dungeons wonderful legal system in all its gory, er sorry glory.
Here we meet the snake man lawyer representing the guy who was carted off by the barbarian medics in Number 43.
The expendable grotesque minion court recorder, the judges appointed translator, the salad in question and last but certainly not least the Judge himself The Eternal Arminasling.
Here is a translation of what Arminasling actually says as opposed to what the translator translates.
I am Arminasling the Eternal, my word is law.
Follow my edicts and I won’t kill you all horribly.
You will now kill each other for my pleasure.