dastard

Maybe they could make some deal similar to what the Dastard had made.

The Dastard is the one who must do what has to be done.

The Dastard was looking for something, and nothing could happen until he found it.

The Dastard was not used to people asking him questions.

Then she raised her voice and called across to the Dastard.

They told her about the exchange, in order to stop the Dastard.

It did not change the fact that the Dastard had won.

The Dastard seemed to be coming to a similar conclusion.

The Dastard had scored, but not in any way he wanted.

The Dastard wanted merely to use women, for one purpose or another.

She remained in place, and so did the Dastard, just waiting.

What surprised the Dastard was that they were of several different species.

The Dastard looked across to another complex of structures to the left.

The Dastard realized that something had to be done immediately.

The Dastard kept his word when he couldn't help it.

The Dastard actually paused in his walking, looking at her.

Yet the Dastard was being so honest now that she found it hard to believe.

"I can go back to before your arrival here," the Dastard said.

The Dastard had done a huge amount of harm this time.

One thing the Dastard lacked was a woman to appreciate him.

The Dastard looked so frustrated he seemed about to burst.

She walked back to the spot where the Dastard hid.

A field of power formed around the Dastard and started to make him fade out.

Actually the Dastard didn't want to meet a whole lot of villagers.

"Remember that soul we were going to give the Dastard?