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Sir* Arel of Keltema has heard there is a dragon nearby who has recently captured a maiden passing fair. Arel enjoys both maidens passing fair and the rescue thereof; thus, his course of action is obvious. He goes to rescue her! His trusty steed carries him swiftly to the dragon's mountain lair. His trusty cat sits in his lap while they travel. It's a good arrangement all around.
Once the lair is reached, Ari stands proudly and shouts traditional challenges. "Foul beast! I hear tell you have kidnapped a fair maiden! Release her or suffer my wrath!"
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bitterchill
bitterchill
"The first few were just, uh, comments to me. The most recent was that you 'smell like a woman'. He's used to not being translated on that kind of thing."
Leo meows again. "He'd like to clarify that he would still have said you smell like a woman if he were used to being translated."
Leo meows again. "He'd like to clarify that he would still have said you smell like a woman if he were used to being translated."
abeance
"I have never been accused of having this problem before. Maybe it runs in the family."
bitterchill
"I'm pretty sure it doesn't even mean anything, he just likes cattish insults. I don't think you smell womanly, for what it's worth. Not that there's anything wrong with that, women smell lovely."
bitterchill
Leo nods in cattish approval. He headbutts Ivan in search of pets.
"He likes that you're not offended. He's going to take it as carte blanche to insult you more, in a loving way."
"He likes that you're not offended. He's going to take it as carte blanche to insult you more, in a loving way."
abeance
"Feel free to neglect translations. My cousin's cat is politer. I think. He isn't a witch, so he's guessing, albeit usually in a way that gets her to nod."
bitterchill
"I didn't know that cats came in polite. For Leo the insults are a loving thing."
Leo meows belligerently. "You're seriously going to argue that you're polite?" Meow. "Oh. He expresses doubt that any cat with pride could be polite."
Leo meows belligerently. "You're seriously going to argue that you're polite?" Meow. "Oh. He expresses doubt that any cat with pride could be polite."
bitterchill
Leo happily curls up on him and begins purring.
Ari, lacking further avenues of conversation, performs a dwarfy magic thing and gets a lump of stone to play with. He attempts a bird!
Ari, lacking further avenues of conversation, performs a dwarfy magic thing and gets a lump of stone to play with. He attempts a bird!
bitterchill
"Nope! Picked it up from a dwarf I met. As I said, I'm not particularly a witch."
abeance
"Ah. I don't know much about magic except that I should not touch strange carpets if I don't know what they do."
abeance
"An unpleasant witch. Already taken care of by clever children, I believe, but the carpet wound up in my uncle's treasury. Fortunately I turned back when I went out under a new moon."
abeance
"It is. My cousin and my best friend both tried it recreationally later. They were very fluffy."
bitterchill
"Aw. I bet you were all adorable bunnies. Wonder what I'd look like as a bunny..."
Leo meows. "Well, yes, that, but would I be cute."
Leo meows. "Well, yes, that, but would I be cute."
abeance
"It seemed to generate pretty cute bunnies. Glynn was about eighty percent floof, practically spherical. He couldn't see until I braided his fur."
bitterchill
"Braiding bunnies!" Ari beams delightedly.
He tries to turn his nascent bird into a bunny. Possibly one with braids.
He tries to turn his nascent bird into a bunny. Possibly one with braids.
abeance
"It was adorable. And much less alarming than when it happened to me, since we were expecting it."
bitterchill
"That's good. I might have to find this carpet of bunny and try it, at some point. Likely with Leo out of the room." Meow. "Of course I doubt your self-control. I've known you for years."