Talk:Lizardman/@comment-26948680-20160124214608

A lizardman you have known for a while has entered a competition of swordsmanship and you came to watch. She makes it through the duelling round without a sweat and thus enters the feats of swordsmanship round. She brings on a colomb of black granite, unleashes a flurry of slashes on it and... Her clothes fall off in ribbons. She instantly runs home bawling in embarrassment, not of her nudity but of her failure to even dent the rock. Just after she passes over the horizon a wind picks up and carries away the rock like fine black sand leaving only a perfectly intricate statue of a black swan. She is eventually declared the winner however because she left they ask you to take the traditional masterwork sword prize to her as you live close to her.

What do you do?