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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mal Malenkirk" data-source="post: 4474632" data-attributes="member: 834">Bearing routine gracefully was never one of Mal's forte.  Stealing a few hours of training at daybreak or before supper isn' nearly enough to save him from the demons of boredom.So during the trip he spent his travel times telling tall tales about every subject that crossed his mind, from the sexual mores of beholders (''They give great head!'') to the workings of the democracy of the Troll Federation (''They cast votes by throwing a gnome in the appropriate pit.  The one with hell hounds for Nay and the one with the Displacer beasts for Aye.  Then they count the number of beast still clamoring for its meal in each pit, the winner being the one with the least.  When there is a locked vote, the president can throw the youngest delegate in the pit of his choice to break the tie.'')   Disbelief was met with supreme indifference by Mal while people who joined the fun by adding their own absurd spin on the subject at hand where encouraged to enter a contest to see who copuld come up with the wackiest story.When that wasn't enough, he would work on the biography of Frosty, start an accorn fight or play travelling games (''I spy with my little eye, something that starts by H.  You give up?  It's a horse's ass.  For the past week!'')All in all, he would be glad to see Forgehold and finally kill something.</blockquote>