It's an actual knife. Though I've got a sneaky suspicion you aren't my type anyway.
[ mostly because Hickey really hasn't found anybody here who he'd consider his type (and also he's still got that 1840s mentality of 'let's just not tell anybody that I'm gay') ]
Boars don't sound bad though. Had to fight a bear hellbent on killing us all back home. Shoot in the right place and it's not a problem.
Oh, I was suggesting the boars as a target for your euphemism. Much more disturbing.
Bears are easy. Back home, I had to deal with giant steel elemental golems and insane half goat berserkers who drank from the blood of the god of chaos. I could kill a bear with a cantrip back in middle school, honestly.
[Somehow, that phrasing hits close to home, and makes Aelwyn angry. She decides to not act on that anger, but still... the honor student in her wants to scream that she has given everything.
But it's fine. We're fine.]
Complaining is good for morale, didn't you know. Which is hard to maintain in this place what with the rate of people going missing.
ADI also doesn't pay you extra if you suck up to them. For the record.
[Well. That's a very fast and efficient way to piss her off.]
Bold words for someone who considers a bear the height of horror and despair. Did you try taking the proactive route and stabbing it with your prick? Sorry - knife.
I don't know about your people, but in Fallinel we're capable of doing something called multitasking. Like how I'm able to solve our problems far more than the myopic imbeciles in this hole of a city and complain about them at the very same time. Crazy, isn't it? I guess your species might not be cognitively developed enough to pull that off? My condolences if so.
Oh, a few. Any preferences? I have monologues about my tragic backstory, my evil plans, why hobgoblins should have the right/obligation to vote, why the culprit of Gossip Ghoul is the tortle...
My voice is my gift to the world. Of course I'd want to share it.
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[ mostly because Hickey really hasn't found anybody here who he'd consider his type (and also he's still got that 1840s mentality of 'let's just not tell anybody that I'm gay') ]
Boars don't sound bad though. Had to fight a bear hellbent on killing us all back home. Shoot in the right place and it's not a problem.
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Bears are easy. Back home, I had to deal with giant steel elemental golems and insane half goat berserkers who drank from the blood of the god of chaos. I could kill a bear with a cantrip back in middle school, honestly.
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Then how come someone as powerful as you is spending their time chatting on the network?
We've got gods to murder and mysteries to solve. Chop chop, kid. Unless this is all talk of course.
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Also, I have been working on murdering gods and solving mysteries, thank you very much.
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But it's fine. We're fine.]
Complaining is good for morale, didn't you know. Which is hard to maintain in this place what with the rate of people going missing.
ADI also doesn't pay you extra if you suck up to them. For the record.
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cw for fantasy racism
Bold words for someone who considers a bear the height of horror and despair. Did you try taking the proactive route and stabbing it with your prick? Sorry - knife.
I don't know about your people, but in Fallinel we're capable of doing something called multitasking. Like how I'm able to solve our problems far more than the myopic imbeciles in this hole of a city and complain about them at the very same time. Crazy, isn't it? I guess your species might not be cognitively developed enough to pull that off? My condolences if so.
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Anything else you want to monologue about?
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My voice is my gift to the world. Of course I'd want to share it.