Hah! More foolish travelers! They are no match for us! While the Manticore shoots them with spikes from above, we shall hammer them from below with our deadly mauls!
(No, no -- "maul". With a "u". It's a kind of hammer. No, you don't go there to shop for clothes.)
Even if they do bloody us, brother, we will come back twice as strong! Our wounds will be magically healed, and we -- brother? Hah! The fools think that you are dead and turn their backs, but they don't realize that you will rise from the grave and smash their skulls!!! Destroy them, my brother, while I deal with this paladin!
(*sniff*) Hmm. (*sniff* *sniff*) What is that odor? It smells pretty tasty. Sort of like bacon or well-cooked steak or -- Artie!!! You burned Artie!! Arrgh!!! You will pay for this, travelers! Manticore! Strike them down with -- Manticore? Where are you going? What do you mean, you're late for a dental appointment? I don't care how many rows of teeth you have! Flossing is tedious work for everybody! Come back here, you coward!!!
Alright, you fools, none of you is a match for me! If you wound me, I'll heal my wounds. If you bloody me, I'll -- hey! Let go of my neck! What are you doing? Ow! Ow! My skin doesn't cut that way! Ow! Ow!
Oh great. Why did you have to cut my body off? Do you know how long it's going to take me to regenerate that? (*sniff*) (*sniff* *sniff*) Huh. What's that smell again? Smells pretty tasty... almost like... ughhhhhhhhhhh...
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