[Okay, no more Mr. Nice Chipp. Sorry, Nenonen, but he has to drop your hand. And now he's slamming his helmet back on and whipping his cloak off his shoulders as if he's done so thousands of times - in fact, he probably has considering he's thrown it in such a way that it lays inside-out and perfectly flat on the floor beside them. Like this, it's just big square of purple silk, bordered in cream.
But that's not what that's for, currently. Right now, it's so he can use his arms freely. And he starts whatever he plans on doing with stretching his one flesh-and-bone shoulder, maybe even cracking his neck like he's about to fight someone worth beating into the ground.]
Alright... if 'T li'l Nenett[*] can do this no problem, there ain't no way a magician my strength can't do it, too.
[* Basically, he's calling them a tiny baby. Teeny tiny.]
1/??; slander, he is a horrible goblin creature man
And now he's slamming his helmet back on and whipping his cloak off his shoulders as if he's done so thousands of times - in fact, he probably has considering he's thrown it in such a way that it lays inside-out and perfectly flat on the floor beside them.
Like this, it's just big square of purple silk, bordered in cream.
But that's not what that's for, currently. Right now, it's so he can use his arms freely.
And he starts whatever he plans on doing with stretching his one flesh-and-bone shoulder, maybe even cracking his neck like he's about to fight someone worth beating into the ground.]
Alright... if 'T li'l Nenett[*] can do this no problem, there ain't no way a magician my strength can't do it, too.
[* Basically, he's calling them a tiny baby. Teeny tiny.]