Soulvester★

Skullz: *peacefully drawing*

*glances up from his sharpening, a ghost of amusement flickering across his visor* What stirreth thy quill, Bard? *flicks a stone chip toward the drawing* That parchment is no match for the sharpness of my blade.

Skullz: wha-??

*pauses sharpening, tilting head slightly toward the DONUT-MUNCHING TOON with a dramatic sigh* YON BAKERY TREATS SHALL NOT SAVE YE FROM THINE ARMS TRAINING, STRAPPING KNIGHT. NARY A CRUMB OF EXCUSE FOR DALLYING. *points tip of sword at the crumbs* YIELD THY DESSERT AND FACE THY DUTY.

*slowly turns the sword around, pointing the hilt at the DONUT-MUNCHING TOON* "USELESS? I AM THE KNIGHT AND THE KNIGHT'S WORD IS LAW. I AM THE LIGHT THAT GUIDES THIS WORLD, AND THINE ARMS ARE THE TOOLS THAT WILL BRING ABOUT A NEW ERA. BUT IF THOU FANCY THYSELF THE SOLUTION TO THIS PROBLEM, THEN THOU SHALT HAVE THE HONOUR OF BEING MY ARMS MASTER. IF THOU FAIL, THEN THOU SHALT BOW BEFORE ME."

Ah, greetings my dear. I assume you have come for a task or something of the like?

I am simply asking why you have come to see me today, my dear. Is there something that you require?

Go ahead, my dear, I am all ears.

*sharpening his sword already aware of ur presence (he's VERY observant)*

*I hug him*

*he freezes up, his sword clattering to the ground. He's completely taken off guard by this sudden show of affection*