Radix malorum est Cupiditas.

333 My theme is alwey oon, and evere was --
My theme is always the same, and ever was --

334 Radix malorum est Cupiditas.
'Greed is the root of all evil.'

 
















The guy's an ace, he really is.
Perhaps the “corny ale”, the cold. Hes eyes were break dancing, I swear.
Hes here for gluttony, or somethin. I think he is kind of a queer too, clever as hell, I was about to let him go.
 
Sex: Male
Age: 44
Race: Caucasian
Height: 4ft 9
Build: Lean
Complexion: Skinny
Accent/ language used: British
Hair Colour Hair Length: Blonde Short
Odour – smells or Colognes: Cheap
Glasses: None
Facial Hair: Never, really
Tattoos/scars: None
Prominent or unusual features: Allegedly Castrated/High voice tone
Jewellery/Watch Bag Disguise Clothing: "Fashionable"
Actions/Interactions with other offenders eg nicknames used: The Pardoner

This pardoner had hair as yellow as wax,
But lank it hung as does a strike of flax;
In wisps hung down such locks as he’d on head,
And with them he his shoulders overspread;
But thin they dropped, and stringy, one by one.(10)
But as to hood, for sport of it, he’d none,
Though it was packed in wallet all the while.
It seemed to him he went in latest style,
Dishevelled, save for cap, his head all bare.
His wallet lay before him in his lap,(15)
Stuffed full of pardons brought from Rome all hot.
A voice he had that bleated like a goat.
No beard had he, nor ever should he have,
For smooth his face as he’d just had a shave;
I think he was a gelding or a mare.(20)