"A lot isn't precise though, I've seen some of them and they're like--" Hopping up to his feet as if that's going to help when he is a short arse dwarf, he gestures to the whole of himself. "So some are just a big angry red thing. Some are vein-y. Like your dad when the rent is due and you know you're fucked."

Yngvi has felt that pain and he has at least six dads all wanting rent Cade, it's a hard life being a Carta dwarf.

"And how did it get in? Stab? Slash? Fired at you? Suplex? Also, to get back to the important point here, you can't be narrow-minded about these things, you can absolutely wear a skirt and armour. Find me six Orlesians and they'll agree with me." Case closed.