do not pass go

The woman had no humour. He looked at her and stifled a yawn as she corrected her language. Assman sounded way better than Ash… man, anyway. She didn’t look like she appreciated the strategic advantage of trees, but was content to move on and not ask him any more questions. Well, if she knew where trees where, he would have taught this land slogger a thing or two.

“Oh boy did I ever, Was one about your height, with big-’ol fangs in his gums? With the expressions and personality of a stone?” he said, bearing his own teeth in a mock expression of a growl as he displayed his gums. He then wiped his expression clean and took a few exaggerated steps forward like he was walking with swagger as he continued to describe the man. “He gave some ‘ol family heirloom stuff to the smelly Raider Queen and promised her some allegiance stuff I think” he explained. One of these days his big mouth was going to get him into trouble… that is, even more trouble than it already had.