"Folly indeed." Roggie growled, trying fruitlessly to find a large red button on the wall that was labelled 'Push me and all of this will stop in a very tidy manner and the world will make sense again.' "Skittles, my chief war advisor, we will finish our discussion as soon as I discover just who is driving my palace without my permission."
Skittles grinned maniacally, flicking her switchblade open and closed in a manner most disconcerting. "Can I fix the problem when we find it?"
"We'll see."
"Ooh, goodie. Can I trim the Dwarf's beard?"
"Go ahead."
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