lol, shakespeare.

[reiks]

Ridicule all you wish, lady writer. But know that I have called many a craven onion-eyed bum-bailey before, and they were quite affronted by it indeed.

You've work to do, preparations to finish, so off you go. Remember your promise and keep it well.

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[bloodcurdling_cheesecake]

...craven onion-eyed bum-bailey?

[faeriekin]

Such insults, Lord, to whisper to the ears of thy Lady!

[reiks]

A rather scathing retort indeed, if I do say so.

[reiks]

Fear not, for she has uttered far worse to far less upstanding citizens all on her own. I merely offer alternatives.

[bloodcurdling_cheesecake]

I...know what the words mean by themselves, but all together like that, it's kinda confusing.

[faeriekin]

Silver and lead of tongues and of men.

[reiks]

That is half the intent, of course.

[reiks]

But all in good fun, of course. Should one's intent be to truly harm, one would cast a rock instead.

[bloodcurdling_cheesecake]

[She narrows her eyes, perpetual frown getting only bigger.]

I don't get it. It doesn't make sense. What are you talking about when you call someone that? I mean, it doesn't seem to mean anything at all!

[faeriekin]

Yet what power lies in silvered words of a silvered tongue in the silvered head of a silvered man? What hath thine own to say?