I handled the older gentleman. Isn't this your turn?
( ...really. Of all things. Hector the Forgemaster and his army of diminutive invaders. He looks roughly as perturbed as he feels, in his heart of hearts, passing a fast hand through his hair.
Right. A mountain of children, fast approaching. Well, what's there to do but calmly call them around himself and... play a game?
It turns out they know one better. He stills, both impressed and indignated, staring after his companion: )
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( ...really. Of all things. Hector the Forgemaster and his army of diminutive invaders. He looks roughly as perturbed as he feels, in his heart of hearts, passing a fast hand through his hair.
Right. A mountain of children, fast approaching. Well, what's there to do but calmly call them around himself and... play a game?
It turns out they know one better. He stills, both impressed and indignated, staring after his companion: )
Do you have coin? They want coin.