[HQ Ignorance] Fwd: RE: Re : Re : Scene 14: A man's best friendishisdog

[Michael Cole]

Sam Elliot wrote:
> Lev:
>>> OOC: I was planning it as such, however I have
>>> spotted a reference that he was actually a Dwarf, which
>>> would be a very cool way to get the Golden Dwarf into more
>>> trouble. Which do people prefer?
> OOC:
> Make him one and the same as Icthya's enemy Father Granite...mebbe.
>
> IC:
> [Michael:]
> At the mention of his name, the figure crouched against the side wall
> raises an eyebrow.  His mouth curls up in a slight grin as the
> speaker continues to speak about him in such a manner, in his
> presence, but he holds his tongue...
>
> [Me:]
> Seeing the Beast react, Icthya decides to pluck up her courage and go
> and speak with it. "Tell me, Beast, How good is your sense of sell?
> As good as a wolf's?"

[OOC]  Assuming you meant smell...

[IC]
His grin broadens as he contemplates you for a long moment.  "As good as a 
wolf's?", he comments back to you.  "Nice to know what my competition is. 
What next, can I dig as well as a badger?  Build a nest as well as a bird? 
I don't know whether you have noticed this, but look, " he waggles his 
thumbs at you, "opposable thumbs."

He slowly rises to his feet, picking up a huge bastard sword in a scabbard 
that had been lying beside him on the ground, and buckling it on to his belt 
as he stands up.  He is big, over seven feet tall, and built like a brick 
outhouse.  A black leather hauberk blends into his dark skin.  Long straggly 
black hair extends down his back, as he contemplates you with black eyes. 
He pauses whilst he finishes attaching the scabbard, and then continues...

"I assume that you are not that familiar with Trolls.  We are a great and 
proud people.  We had civilization whilst your people were still scratching 
around in the dirt.  We had magic whilst you were still wondering what that 
big yellow thing in the sky was, and why it kept disappearing each night." 
His voice hardens slightly, as he takes a step closer.

"We are the decendants of the Seven Sacred Ancestors.  We are the Primal 
Race.  We lived before time, and shall continue to live after time."  He 
pauses for a long period, and when he continues, his voice is softer, "We 
are the first-born, and the greatest.  And you ask of me whether my sense of 
smell is as good as a wolf's."  He pauses, and awaits your response...


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Regards,

Michael Cole