Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
"My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble, grandfather of Ragnerious, and faithful warlock of the Archcrone. Before I go any further, may I ask why you are even here, vampire?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
"My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble, grandfather of Ragnerious, and faithful warlock of the Archcrone. Before I go any further, may I ask why you are even here, vampire?"
“To prove my superiority over everyone else. Plus, it’s an easy food source. No one’s gonna miss someone who dies here. Anyways, is your grandson by any chance an overly righteous, pretentious dragon human hybrid?”
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
"My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble, grandfather of Ragnerious, and faithful warlock of the Archcrone. Before I go any further, may I ask why you are even here, vampire?"
“To prove my superiority over everyone else. Plus, it’s an easy food source. No one’s gonna miss someone who dies here. Anyways, is your grandson by any chance an overly righteous, pretentious dragon human hybrid?”
"I see. And possibly. Why do you ask?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
"My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble, grandfather of Ragnerious, and faithful warlock of the Archcrone. Before I go any further, may I ask why you are even here, vampire?"
“To prove my superiority over everyone else. Plus, it’s an easy food source. No one’s gonna miss someone who dies here. Anyways, is your grandson by any chance an overly righteous, pretentious dragon human hybrid?”
"I see. And possibly. Why do you ask?"
“He’s quite the annoyance. I might have to dispose of him if he keeps attempting to bother me. What kind of person attacks another just because they killed a man?”
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Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
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“I’ll take your word for it.” Tosses one half to his horse and eats the rest
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
Ragnaris (who had been off pillaging towns and cities for a few weeks) flies down from the sky, his scales coated in blood. He lays down, and begins to use his barbed tongue to lick off the slick red substance.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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DIO appears in front of him “Hello my draconic friend. I’d like to take that blood off you. You don’t need it, I do. You get clean, I get fed. A fair trade.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
It taste foreign, but is definitely good "Either way they'll probably be fine."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Tastes kinda weird, but in a good way.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
He continues to clean his scales for a minute before turning to face Dio. "And who might you be?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“KONO DIO DA!” He regains his composure from that sudden outburst of excitement “Am DIO, vampire, and soon to be the most powerful being in existence. As long as I can book that flight to Mexico soon…”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Thanks, they're made with stuff from another world."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Huh. Interesting…”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"I see. And if I may ask, how are you going to get this blood off my scales? If you are suggesting... licking... them, that is a definite no."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“Disgusting. I’m not licking an oversized lizard with wings. I’m going to scrape them off with my knives, which is more efficient than you might think.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
Ragnaris snorts, causing a fine cloud of smoke to trail from his nostrils. "I'd rather you not do that either."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“Would you rather use my bare hands?”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"No." Ragnaris snaps two of his claws, and the blood begins to run off his scales, coalescing into a large orb floating midair.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“That works too.” In an instant, several flasks of blood are stacked in front of DIO “Pleasure doing business with you…what even is your name?”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble, grandfather of Ragnerious, and faithful warlock of the Archcrone. Before I go any further, may I ask why you are even here, vampire?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“To prove my superiority over everyone else. Plus, it’s an easy food source. No one’s gonna miss someone who dies here. Anyways, is your grandson by any chance an overly righteous, pretentious dragon human hybrid?”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
“Where ya from mate?”
"I see. And possibly. Why do you ask?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“He’s quite the annoyance. I might have to dispose of him if he keeps attempting to bother me. What kind of person attacks another just because they killed a man?”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.