"NO!" Ybewyr shouts at the top of his lungs.
"NO! I'm tired of all of you! You with the sneaking, you with the genocide! I'm done with you all!" Ybewyr then starts making his way back to the thick brush he calls home.
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"It matters not to me." Ybewyr says.
Ybewyr keeps quiet as he listens to this conversation.
Ybewyr's eyes suddenly fly open, and he throws a punch into the darkness that is sitting on him.
Ybewyr's punch lands directly on Ian/Null's body, smacking him off.
Ybewyr starts running in his sleep, kind of like what a dog does.
"Hronk" Ybewyr says as Moone sits on his chest.
"Snorkle, Hongk." Ybewyr says in his sleep.
Ybewyr sleeps in.
Ybewyr follows them, grumbling about how "Stark Raving Mad" Moone is.
"By fun I assume you mean mass homicide."
Ybewyr turns over and grumbles about how "That dragon's gonna get it." and "Stupid elves..."
"Some of us are TRYING TO " screams Ybewyr as he hears the music.
Ybewyr sleeps like a bear.
"It violates the sanctity of nature. I suggest not doing so." says Ybewyr.
"I'm up, I'm up." Ybewyr says while rubbing his eyes and moving towards the wagon. "Where do we head now?"
"Finally, back to home."
"Friends? With that snake? HA!" Ybewyr says without thinking.
"So... You've met the Raven? I can't say that the rest of us can say the same thing."
"Show off."
She has said NOTHING to us. Blame her. Ybewyr is a loner.
"Moone, come with me." Ybewyr says as he heads to the opening of the tent. "There is a chest in there with a Raven on it. We're keeping watch. I can beat anyone back, but you can talk them out of it."
Ybewyr quietly stares at them. I'm weary... I think I went a littel bit too far in the ring.
"YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ybewyr shouts.
Ybewyr pushes with all his might, but doesn't get past the burly man's defenses.
"GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Screams Ybewyr as he hears his allies throw insults at him, only making him more angry.
Ybewyr's pushes on Salvator in such a way that they start moving to the outer edge of the ring.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ybewyr screams as he slams Salvator into the ground.
With the sheer amount of strength that Ybewyr uses, he grabs on to the man with little to no problems. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screams Ybewyr, his primal shouts start to attract attention from some of the other people in the room.
"YYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ybewyr screams at the top of his lungs. His rage has begun, none can stand his wrath.
"I am Ybewyr, the body guard... I guess..."
"So... does anyone know where we are supposed to go?"
"Here is my passport. Treat it kindly." Ybewyr says to the guard.
"When are we getting to the Golden Rule?"
"Stop abusing that poor animal! Its bad enough we have to use them this way!" Ybewyr says when he sees Salazar riding the horse backwards.
Ybewyr stits in the back of the wagon quietly, plotting how he would kill each and everyone of the people on this mission.
"Listen very carefully, Drow, I do not care if you are the key to this whole operation. I will end you without a second thought. It does not matter to me the consiquences. I have no alligence to this group." Ybewyr says pointing his meaty finger at Taldra. "And as for you, Summoner, your petty clothing means nothing to the wild of nature. You do not scare me, you never will." Ybewyr says to Moone.
"You people disgust me."
"You have the hat."
"Now do a N'Anga."
"Now a tuxedo."
"Good job... Now do a zoot suit."
"You got me. I was told by a Dragon I helped to raise that I should go on a "Kill them All" mission with these people. "
"So this is the famous drow cooking I've heard so much about."
"I am Ybewyr, the nature's wrath."
"You do not belong in this conversation. Stay out of it." Ybewyr says to Moone.
Ybewyr snarles at Crystal and says "You seem to forget what some of the first words out of your mouth were when you saw me."
"You keep using that word, but I doubt you know what it means. Especially around these people."
Pot calling the kettle black... Ybewyr thinks as Moone talks to him.
"You're lucky I don't slam your head into the ground." Ybewyr says to Crystal when she says grow a pair.
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