I'm too busy trying to art to care about petty insults. Alice is quite useless in that department. She can barely draw stick figures. "Shut up. Your human art is too primitive for Amiistaans, anyway." Really? Because your brother, Haat'r the Mad, is an excellent artist. "I said shut up!"
"My fool of a brother is back home on Armiista. Considering that it is nearly noon at the royal palace right now, I'm going to guess that he is probably just waking up, with a hangover from last night and at least three woman in his bed. He brings shame to the house of Vex'ori!" I like your brother, Alice. He's a pretty cool dude, and a damn good fighter. "He is a fool! He never takes anything seriously! He fought his last duel wielding a rubber chicken, for Goddess' sake!" I remember that! It was hilarious! I also remember him winning that duel... "Shut up."
Did someone say rubber chicken fighting... *puts on yellow headband* *pulls out rubber chicken* because I am a master of that fighting style.
"Speaking of rubber chickens, I always thought it odd that we even have them on Armiista. The closest thing we have to a chicken on our planet is the Jub'Jub bird, a creature that is eight feet tall and carnivorous." Humor transcends all boundaries, Alice. Even time and space.
