Myth and Legend
First Post
Dace was confused at first, but then when the man illustrated his point rather vividly, he grinned even wider and shook his large bovine head with agreement: "Squish them good!" He replied and shook his hand, even going so far as being careful not to harm the smaller man with his grip. "Dace kill small Wiz...rard boy once. Him very squishy! But then old Wizrard come, and make Dace not move. Dace wanted move, but he not can! Stupid magic!"
When the strange bug climbed down the Minotaur turned around, although he had heard him scrape against the walls already. "No! You can have. Dace not eat bad meat. He try once - make him do big mess in arena outhouse. Arena master not happy about that." Dace shook his head, his snout ring making a rattling noise yet again.
When the strange bug climbed down the Minotaur turned around, although he had heard him scrape against the walls already. "No! You can have. Dace not eat bad meat. He try once - make him do big mess in arena outhouse. Arena master not happy about that." Dace shook his head, his snout ring making a rattling noise yet again.