That makes two of us— [Wait, what? He knows that voice. It would be hard not to, with how much of a thorn in his side makes you wiggle and writhe he’d been. His eyes narrow at the glimpse of a fire spell not far off; likely just further down the path.
Just as he feels vines wrap around his ankles. Screw potential forest fires.] Get. Off—
[Well, that sure is another weak fire spell to join yours, Ardyn. How does that make you feel? Because he may or may not be highly irritated.]
[annoyed response that includes another witty pun about mimics here]
makes you wiggle and writhehe’d been. His eyes narrow at the glimpse of a fire spell not far off; likely just further down the path.Just as he feels vines wrap around his ankles. Screw potential forest fires.] Get. Off—
[Well, that sure is another weak fire spell to join yours, Ardyn. How does that make you feel? Because he may or may not be highly irritated.]