Kaodi
Legend
Makharat calmly wipes off his face as a demonic smile slowly splits his face. " Not only are you a fool, but you are a coward too, " he says. " No true warrior would debase himself with such a childish act. If you enjoy the muck so much, get out of my sight and go shovel dung in the pig styes of the countryside. That is all you are good for. "
Spitting on the ground at Wulfcyne's feet, he growls, " I will not go a step further with this piece of Southland garbage. The rest of you must choose whom you would rather call your comrade: that soiled baby standing over there, or myself. "
Spitting on the ground at Wulfcyne's feet, he growls, " I will not go a step further with this piece of Southland garbage. The rest of you must choose whom you would rather call your comrade: that soiled baby standing over there, or myself. "