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[downthedrain]

I think I may have given you the wrong impression, Lord.

While I'm sure that you only meant to have me see glory and riches, I have to note that they come alongside an awful lot of pain, agony and death. And while that may appeal to some particular people, I happen to be rather fond of my own skin, and would rather keep it on me.

So perhaps if you could let your eye stray away from the destination where I'm more likely to see the end of a knife than a warm bed, I--

Well yes, Lord, I know that outside of the Arenas there is comfort to spare but I think you are rather missing the point. Perhaps you were thinking of Navarre, when you saw this place. I am a weak man, Lord, and I know that you know that this is true.

I swear by my dear mother's grave that I will do whatever you ask as long as you will send me anywhere else!

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[whitescalesbigmouth]

You certainly don't look like a mouse.

How'd you get that name?

[downthedrain]

Ah, well. It is not a name I gained with my looks, no.

[But oh boy, story time!]

The first time they called me the Mouse, though, I was only about yay high - [He gestures somewhere at his thigh]. You see, I was extremely hungry, and very wet, so I broke into a Lord's mansion and lived in his walls for six months. I survived by stealing food from the kitchens. Every night I would sneak down and find the cook laying in a chair, snoring away, a piece of cheese under his arm. Right from under his nose, I would take the cheese (and a bit of bread of course), and every morning the cook would find missing food he would scream a curse for the mouse who had stolen it.

[The real question is exactly how much of that story is in any way true.]

[whitescalesbigmouth]

[True or not. It certainly is a good story, one Saft can definitely get behind and probably believes due to having to make ends meet for herself not too long ago before she finally found a place she could call home and not have to fend for herself in such a manner ever again.]

Well at least a mouse isn't too bad a thing to be referred to.

See, knowing you're here my mun's having a major spazz out, there's apparently another oen of these "movie" things she's very fond of to do with goblns and unicorns and this huge red guy... it's making her possibly think about sticking someone from that up in her headspace.

[downthedrain]

[Philippe begins to look more and more confused, and then his eyebrows start to raise.]

Goblins and-- unicorns, you say? I, ah-- I really can't say I have any idea what you could be referring to.

I've had enough magic to last me a hundred life times, to tell you the truth, let alone more from a - [what was that word again?] movie in.. headspace...

[Just so very confused.]