OOCBlegh. Short post, sorry >.<
Ball pointed to the Charoda, “She. As.Ka.To.Ter.An.” ['She asked to train.'] The squire turned his 'gaze' up towards his patron, “So. I. Ter.An.Er.” ['So I train her.'] Looking back once more at the Charoda,”Stu.Pid. Fuh.Ish.Py.Con,” ['Stupid Fish Pycon,'] Ball smirked and chuckled, “Gah.Ta.Bee.Ta.Up.Pah.By.Eur.Tha.” ['Got beat up by earth.'] Yes, the squire just called himself earth.
Shrugging the Pycon fell silent, there was no more to speak... There was no need to speak more after that, he said his share of the story, and whether the Charoda or Ser Pycon want to contradict his facts the clay squire had no reason to deny them the ability to do so.
Stupid Fish Pycon want to get me in trouble. She asked to trained, she asked me to train. Should've looked around first, should've asked questions, should've spoke to someone else. She asked, I obliged. I was doing my duty. Wasn't I? The pycon frowned, he asked himself a question he could not answer himself. “I. Wah.Uz.Do.Ing. Mah. Doo.Tee.” ['I was doing my duty.'] “I. Tha.Ink.” ['I think.'] Those words he just spoke showed that he himself wasn't very sure whether he was doing his duty or not. He was just asked to train her...
And I did train her. Or did I take it to far? He looked at her and the area they were in. It was a humid location, even his small body was sweating as the moisture over-saturated his body he caused him to involuntary push out the excess fluid from his body. Ugh. Show no weakness. Ball forced himself to stand taller, wishing he was outside of this room with Imass enjoying the cooler less humid air.
Ball pointed to the Charoda, “She. As.Ka.To.Ter.An.” ['She asked to train.'] The squire turned his 'gaze' up towards his patron, “So. I. Ter.An.Er.” ['So I train her.'] Looking back once more at the Charoda,”Stu.Pid. Fuh.Ish.Py.Con,” ['Stupid Fish Pycon,'] Ball smirked and chuckled, “Gah.Ta.Bee.Ta.Up.Pah.By.Eur.Tha.” ['Got beat up by earth.'] Yes, the squire just called himself earth.
Shrugging the Pycon fell silent, there was no more to speak... There was no need to speak more after that, he said his share of the story, and whether the Charoda or Ser Pycon want to contradict his facts the clay squire had no reason to deny them the ability to do so.
Stupid Fish Pycon want to get me in trouble. She asked to trained, she asked me to train. Should've looked around first, should've asked questions, should've spoke to someone else. She asked, I obliged. I was doing my duty. Wasn't I? The pycon frowned, he asked himself a question he could not answer himself. “I. Wah.Uz.Do.Ing. Mah. Doo.Tee.” ['I was doing my duty.'] “I. Tha.Ink.” ['I think.'] Those words he just spoke showed that he himself wasn't very sure whether he was doing his duty or not. He was just asked to train her...
And I did train her. Or did I take it to far? He looked at her and the area they were in. It was a humid location, even his small body was sweating as the moisture over-saturated his body he caused him to involuntary push out the excess fluid from his body. Ugh. Show no weakness. Ball forced himself to stand taller, wishing he was outside of this room with Imass enjoying the cooler less humid air.
Created goes to Euthisa