"I don't know! Why are you asking me all these questions when I'm fighting my dinner?"
Magic was a strange and dangerous thing that he didn't always trust but hey at least Anders knew how to use it. And he wasn't about to complain about dinner being paralyzed while he lopped its head off. That seemed a perfectly fine thing to him and meant cooking would happen sooner rather than later. At least his spit roasts weren't hell on the digestive system like Felsi's cooking!
Planting his axe nearby, he looked the mage up and down. He sure looked happy. Not drunk happy though so it was a mystery as to what was going through that head of his. "I'll show you how old I am when I toss you off a cliff, sparkle fingers. Now spill it. What's got your knickers dancing?"
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Magic was a strange and dangerous thing that he didn't always trust but hey at least Anders knew how to use it. And he wasn't about to complain about dinner being paralyzed while he lopped its head off. That seemed a perfectly fine thing to him and meant cooking would happen sooner rather than later. At least his spit roasts weren't hell on the digestive system like Felsi's cooking!
Planting his axe nearby, he looked the mage up and down. He sure looked happy. Not drunk happy though so it was a mystery as to what was going through that head of his. "I'll show you how old I am when I toss you off a cliff, sparkle fingers. Now spill it. What's got your knickers dancing?"