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Carnasch took half a step back when the monstrousity behind the door was revealed. The half-giant smelled absolutely rank of piss, and seemed to produce enough drool for ten full grown bull mastiffs. This was made evident as it seemed to stream onto the floor... and Carnasch and Daeneck.
Carnasch jumped back to avoid further saturation, and said, "Horace, can you come out here?" He smiled widely hoping to encourage the giantling to be freindly, and continued, "I think I have a job for you... and you might get some food at the end. How does that sound?" He talked like Horace was a small child, not like he was stupid, not disrespectfully, just slowly with small easy to understand words. His voice sounded faulsly cheerful, and he repeated anything the poor half-wit didn't understand.
He kept smiling, and if the giant eventually came out, he asked him how he felt about Missa. After the giants responce,(and waiting long enough for him to calm down)wether it was to run and hide in his room, or to fly into some uncontrolled rage, he would ask if Horace would like to get back at her for all the mean things she had done.
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Last edited by Carnasch; May 22, 2008 at 04:33 AM.
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