The Beast's Lair

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

Just because he's a villager doesn't mean you should disparage him on his lack of funds.  Rude.

No, I meant- oh nevermind. I can't be bothered to explain. -_-

[lass of something much]

*Starts scraping his forked head across one of the newly cleaned plates.*

*grabs the naughty fork and stuffs him into the knife cubed*

*Le dodge.*

*Le too late, mate.*

[shisteer of nothing much]

You are? Hmm... *Pokes villager's stomach* I guess we could feed you first. *Claps paws*

*salutes* You clapped, Boss?

[Kade Rivok]

*Starts scraping his forked head across one of the newly cleaned plates.*

*grabs the naughty fork and stuffs him into the knife cubed*

*Le dodge.*

*Le too late, mate.*

Silly goose, it's never too late to dodge

[Verdauga]

Errr, yes it can be.

[Kade Rivok]

Never

[Verdauga]

. . . Nah, I'm sure there is.

[lass of something much]

*Starts scraping his forked head across one of the newly cleaned plates.*

*grabs the naughty fork and stuffs him into the knife cubed*

*Le dodge.*

*Le too late, mate.*

Silly goose, it's never too late to dodge

First, I'm not a goose right now, and secondly; When was the last time you used your brain? It doesn't seem to be working very well, maybe magic forks don't have brains...*shrugs and continues*

[Sebias of Redwall]

You are? Hmm... *Pokes villager's stomach* I guess we could feed you first. *Claps paws*

*salutes* You clapped, Boss?

Why, yes I did. Could you kindly prepare a feast for our guest?

[shisteer of nothing much]

Sure thing, boss. *goes to kitchen and begins preparing feast*

[Scott McLamok]

*Grabs a hunting rifle and jams a silencer on it*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Turns toward guest* What would you like to do while we wait for dinner?

[Kade Rivok]

*Grabs a hunting rifle and jams a silencer suppressor on it*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Glares at guest*

[Verdauga]

Or if you wanted to use the British term...

*Grabs a hunting rifle and screws a silencer sound moderator on it*