"Holy shit!", everyone says at the same time
(No one was aware of that when you started with it.)
(There was a half formed plan in place, I said get them in one place and take off, but that is not the whole plan.)
(And then I pulled an Escapists maneuver. Get all the guards in one place and then take off.)
(I bailed and came back with three wyverns covered in blood. Armed to the teeth and with some dude and an umbrella chick.)
(I killed one salamander and are plotting to take down several more in a half thought out scheme to stop world domination by half naked women.)
(Alpha you do realize that the reason I was mimicking you was to show how confusing it was? And then I thought it was funny, and so use it sparingly.)
"Aweis, remember what I said, nothing stupid, three hot meals a day and a bed to sleep on. Nothing more until at least after my house is fixed and those werewolves are gone. Capeesh?"
Behind the fog, the dog turned werewolf looked crestfallen. "Alright, master. Let's go."
(Jon: You weren't there in the beginning Mr. I'm-powered-by-a-black-hole-and-if-I-sleep-I'll-go-back-to-scanning-mode!)
"Dammit all to hell! Aweis does your nose still work?" The transformed dog nodded. "Let's go home, find my hand."
"Son of a bitch! I've lived here my whole life and only now do I get lost! Worse dogs than this have failed to confuse me! What the fuck!"
(Day I die will be the day I have absolutely nothing to think about. That will never happen.)
Between the fog and a furry half dressed woman behind me who tripped on everything, I am so lost it ain't even funny. These are my woods, I know this place like the back of my hand, what the hell happened?
(And Lance sat on his ass while everyone was making shit.)
(Jon: I have a sword, your argument is invalid.)
(One of em's probably dead.)
(Jon: I've sealed myself off in a tiny room with three girls and poor ventilation so it's gonna be a little warm for a while.)
(I can barely remember Verde's name.)
Nothing like a machete. That sword was nothing like a machete. Too heavy, too long, too thick, but it'll get the job done. "Drop your socks and grab your crotch, it's about to get hairy!" And then I hacked down a support over the door, pulling the girls back before it collapsed on the salamander.
(ah. Probably why I don't remember her.)
I got to my feet and snatched up the fallen sword. Holy shit it's heavy!
(Oops, I meant Prozio, but seriously, where is there a dragon in here?)