oulder. He was covered with flies, all crusty with dried blood, might be why no one else had touched him, but under them h. e wore this studded jerkin, looked to be good leather. I figured it might fit me well enough, so I chased away the flies and cut it F5 Certification off him. The damn thing was heavier than it had any right to be, though. Under the lining, he d sewn a fortune in coin. Gold, Your Worship, sweet yellow gold. Enough for any man to live like a lord for the rest o his days. But what good did it do him There he was with all. his coin, lying in the blood and mud with his fucking arm cut off. And that s the lesson, see Silver s sweet and F5 Certification gold s our mother, but once you re dead they re worth less than F5 Certification it exam that last shit you take as you lie dying. I told you once, there are old sellswords and there are bold sellswords, but there are no old bold sellswords. My boys didn t care to die, that s all, and when I told them that you cou. ldn t unleash them dragons against the Yunkishmen, well You saw me as defeated, Dany thought, and who am I to say that you were wrong I understand. She might have ended it there, but she was curious. Enough gold to live like a lord, you said. What did you do with all that wealth Brown Ben laughed. Fool boy that I was, I told a man I took to be my friend, and he told our serjeant, and my brothers in ar. ms come and relieved me o that burden. Serjeant said I was too young, that I d only waste it all on whores and such. He let me keep the jerkin, though. He spat. You don t never want to trust a sellsword, m lady. I have learned that much. One day I must be sure to thank you for the lesson. Brown Ben s eyes crinkled up. No need. I know the sort o thanks you have in mind. He bowed again and moved away. D. any turned to gaze out over her.
|Exam Code||Exam Name||Vendor||Certifications|
|101||Application Delivery Fundamentals||F5||F5 Certification|
|F50-521||F5 BIG-IP V9.4 LTM Essentials||F5||F5 Certification|