Hermann obliges his patron though he trips over his own feet while setting himself up. After the heal, he curtsies, loses his crown and climbs back to his perch on Haldan’s belt.
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”You’re not exactly an expert on what is useful to the party though, are you?”
”Healing is for closers.”
”Always looking to walk away from a fight…”
"You both missed?! You know how easy this guy is to hit, ya humps?!" To emphasize his point, Hermann then kicks Haldan in the calf.
"Don't speak for me, you ponce. But yeah, he's not wrong. This time."
Hermann looks to Haldan, finding himself concerned for the first time with Haldan’s safety. ”Maybe this ponse ain’t so bad after all.”
To Haldan... "Bloody legless wazzock. Way to cock it up for the rest of us. Wanker."
Hermann ignores the story and basically everything except the part about how we can claim any of the valuables and starts searching the room for other valuables.
"Maybe try a different spell? This one seems to keep missing, init?"
Walking up to the wolf. ”Listen here, bub. This here group only needs one mascot, and I’m wearing the crown. You think you can just horn in on my territory you got another thing coming to you.” Hermann stares into the wolf’s eyes. ”Aw, I can’t stay mad at you. I’m becoming such a softy.” He points to the meat. ”You planning on eating that?”
"Yeah, sure. We'll call that plan B."
"I thought of a new act called: Missed by a Hare. It's where I throw a bunch of knives at you."
Hermann starts gathering up a series of cutting utensils.
"Always nice when we can make ole Dawnflower happy."
Hands on his knees and drained of his energy, Hermann instinctively grabs his crown as he feels he's going to double over but breaths his way through it. "Couldn't possibly smell any worse though, could he?"
Hermann inspects the coat. "If I was taller, this wouldn't be a bad look. This fur coat really compliments my fur coat."
”I’d be annoyed, but this makes me look angelic, so...”
"You almost hit me and I'm standing beside you, you ponce."
"...The longer the nightmares will keep me up tonight. Kill these monsters, gents."
Hermann turns to the rest of the group before following him. ”Since when does he have such big britches?”
Hermann sees that Haldan will not even listen to any of his jabs today, so he decides go have some breakfast ahead of his companion.
Hermann walks up to Haldan slowly, looks back at the group, and deadeye smacks Haldan in the face before walking away shaking his head. ”And I think I speak for everyone on that one.”
”I have the same reaction when you wake me up in the morning, you great poof.”
”Way to read the room, mate.” Hermann nudges the closest member of our group... ”He gets stuff.” He says with a wink.
”Not your bet performance, mate. Not your worst either...”
”Listen to him. He’s a specialist in cursed looks.”
”COR BLIMEY! Would someone just finish it off!”
”Huh, the sound of giggling sets you off? You’d think you’d be used to it by now.”
"Are spiders vermin... what kind of battle cry is that..." Hermann walks away from battle. "You guys fight a lot. I'm startin' to think we're part of the problem."
"Alright, but let me do the talking. When you talk to people you get all chuffed and sound like an arse."
"Way to count your bacon before it's dead. Moron... Hermann walks off.
Hearing the name of the song, Hermann is incapable of keeping a straight face. But then he realizes that any many who can confidently put the words "tiny" and "cock" in a song title has got to be packing some heat. Without words, he pats Dendillion and walks away.
”Huzzah? Bloody wanker..”
”Leniency, schmeniency. Rat-lady is going down.”
”He’s not wrong. Most animals do not care for him. It’s almost like someone’s been spreading rumours about him to the animal kingdom...”
”Moron...”
”It’s not paranoia if they’s actually out to get ya, in’it?”
”Geez. I’d say get a room but, to my knowledge, she hasn’t given you the time o’ day.” Hermann says this directly to Haldan but, like everything else he’s said so far, doesn’t seem to phase Haldan in the slightest.
”That last bit demeans us both, you tosser. We need a rabbit resources department in this circus.”
"Come on, mate. Act like you been here before."
Hopping onto his shoulder and whispering in his ear."Take it down a notch mate. There's enthusiasm and then there's desperation. This ain't a good smell on you."
”It wasn’t the beat I was takin’ issue with.”
”He wants us to keep our dinners down and then sings that song? Is he takin’ a piss?”
"Oh, you think you're so funny. Bloody plonker." Hermann says under his breath gathering up the cards and the hat. |