“So.. I take it you want to ride the bull?” (Choking on drink) “what?- what!?- where the hell did you get that idea from?” Hyatt tapping his temple, “from you. Your emotions are quite.. prominent. It’s impressive.”

“Sorry to disturb you (name), but our- oh sweet maker!” “Hey Hyatt, how’s it going?” “Is (name) awake? I thought perhaps-“ (stammering) “I am so sorry!-“ “.. I can’t move my legs- tch! Look at these two!” “Is something the matter?- ah! Good Gods!” “.. oh for f^cks sake! We don’t need an audience.” “Do you see this Hyatt?” Hyatt with back turned, “no.” Clearing throat, “so I take it-“ Cutting off, gesturing to (Name), “actually, she’s been taking it-“ Hyatt snorting with a hand clasped over his face

“All this for me? And I didn’t get Erix anything..” “Tch! Get him a fruit basket! Everyone loves those.”

“Haha! Look up there- those icesicles look like tits! Ice tittles!” “You’re looking for.. titsicles?”

“this conversation has taken a turn for the moronic..”

“The ancient being that tried to kill us seems pretty real.”

“You’re good with a sword!” “Thanks-“ “I see all that time alone has given you a firm grip.”

Dragon shrieking “We’re fighting her right?! Tell me we’re fighting her boss!”

“Hey Hyatt! Droopy arse says what-“ “What?- oh please! That is so childish!”

“We fight, the bad things go away, everyone calms down and everything goes back to normal- a nice, well paid normal.

“Hyatt! Ive come up with a plan- the next time we’re in combat, ill toss you into the enemies instead!” “Psh- get off..” “No this could work! I loft you over the front ranks and then chaos ensues! It’s splendid!” “I can’t fly you daft tit!”

“To dragons- hahaha!” “To whatever this is- and the hangover its going to give me tomorrow!”

“I was busy drinking.. one must have priorities.”

“Try not to get too drunk while I’m gone.” “Oh you ask so much of me.”

“You make it sound as if he were better than you..” “What a mad thing to say! Few people are better than me/

“You’ve got armor,let them scratch the paint a bit.. you can wind up for a shot that can really ring their bell. Some part of you wants to cut loose. I can feel the frustration in your swings.. if you are to need any help with that frustration back at camp, let me know.” “It’s never going to happen.” “Apologies for the offense, i will stop making imitations..” “I was never offended, nor did I say you should stop.. so as long as we’re both clear, its never happening.” “Works for me”

“Ugh- a woman in the last village wanted you to pick her up, Warden.” “Mm? That so? Most people do.” “In her mind, you were very big.” “Oh?- OH..Well, that’s flattering-“

“Stop stealing my kills.” “That’s not a thing- just kill your people faster.”

Story telling- yada yada- “I felt the blade shift through my gut and then hit my back ribs.. I was on top though, and I saw a weak spot in the mans armour.. so I started sawing with my blade until I saw blood. I don’t need a book to remind me of the horrors in the world.”

👀 i have so many sources