Except it sounds friendly, if muffled, by a dwarf Wren knows as Yngvi is accosted by a dog that has no right being large enough for him to ride, and all because he's been stuffing himself full of food because he paid a lad (bright spark, thinks he's going to go far, Yngvi'll help him on his way since he's got three incomes coming in unlike most) to go looking after the nugs so he has extra pockets. "That ain't for you, is it? Not 'til I check with--"
And he's in, barrelling through with all the grace of an overgrown ragamuffin like him has. (In years, obviously, not height, I mean look at him, how many urchins has Wren met personally with height and girth on this lad.) "D'you eat? Snagged these turkey legs but I dunno what sort of turkey they came off, must've been from summat out a swamp or the other other side of Par Vollen I reckon, the size of them. Did 'em up in all these spices and batter, more ginger than your fancy piece."
There's a metaphor in there, maybe, Yngvi is too young and not in amongst this scene to find it as he thrust out a thigh at Wren and hurry up, grab it because he cannot hold things higher than your bloody dog's head and he does have stuff for the dog but this is not how he dies.
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Except it sounds friendly, if muffled, by a dwarf Wren knows as Yngvi is accosted by a dog that has no right being large enough for him to ride, and all because he's been stuffing himself full of food because he paid a lad (bright spark, thinks he's going to go far, Yngvi'll help him on his way since he's got three incomes coming in unlike most) to go looking after the nugs so he has extra pockets. "That ain't for you, is it? Not 'til I check with--"
And he's in, barrelling through with all the grace of an overgrown ragamuffin like him has. (In years, obviously, not height, I mean look at him, how many urchins has Wren met personally with height and girth on this lad.) "D'you eat? Snagged these turkey legs but I dunno what sort of turkey they came off, must've been from summat out a swamp or the other other side of Par Vollen I reckon, the size of them. Did 'em up in all these spices and batter, more ginger than your fancy piece."
There's a metaphor in there, maybe, Yngvi is too young and not in amongst this scene to find it as he thrust out a thigh at Wren and hurry up, grab it because he cannot hold things higher than your bloody dog's head and he does have stuff for the dog but this is not how he dies.