Veterinarian looks at you like the stumpy orange dog been following that mage around. Same expression.
Jason’s a horse. Y’look at a painting of a horse, ’s always magnificent. No bad pictures of horses out there. Beautiful animals. Strong. Anyway, you spend more’n five minutes around a horse, you’ll see it spook for the sound of its own hooves.
One time I saw a cat with three legs. Viktor.
That Rifter elf, one what got shitfaced and wrote his name on his face. Ra — [ a pause. reconsidered: ] — Ram. ’S real goat behavior.
Loxley. Goat too.
The baby running around’s got big hair, like one of them fancy show chickens.
Vlast. That’s a gurn right there.
Never seen Abby lick a rock, but tell me ’s not a bronto. Bet you could get her to lick a rock. Find a good rock and tell you she’d do it. Give you a gold if you get her to.
Librarian’s a mouse. Big white whiskers, yeah? Teeth for it, too.
Quills, spear; quillback, Clarisse. Simple.
Provost’s colourful, friendly. Probably enjoy tearing apart a carriage t’see what it does. Parrot.
Tall elf’s back. Giraffe.
Rutyer also makes me think a mouse, only ’s not the teeth this time. Ears. ’S the ears what do it.
Lady Asgard up in Hightown’s pretty as a picture — Not one with horses. One of them fancy white doves maybe. Kind they release at weddings. Had ‘em at mine, only the wife’s cousin’s got a falcon. Ripped that dove right out of the air. Started pulling out its guts up in front of th’Chantry sister, and everything. Best day of my life.
Astrid’s got th’heart of a lion. Eyes of an owl. Mind of a steel trap. Dunno, mate, whatever she wants.
Bastien? La ruse, c'est lui, la vraie fouine.
Benedict’s got the mane, but he don’t have horse energy. More, eh… quail. Cheepy.
New Vint’s got a chin like a piranha. Reckon they feel the same for blood.
Lia’s radiant as a star, so ’s gotta be the constellation Equinor — and don't none of you try and tell me that's a horse. 'S an ever-increasing range of alternate scholarship out there. Could be a deer, or a griffon. Read a paper arguing nug.
Edgard’s pure skunk. You all been ‘round the guy, tell me I’m wrong.
You ever see Cedoux’s big fancy dog? Nah, I meant Rowntree.
Julius ’s smart, smarter than the lot of you, I figure. Gotta be a ghast. ’S the smartest animal.
Alright, sun mage. Dunno if she still gets an animal. You lot tell me.
Gwenaelle. Goat again.
That actor what sometimes scampers ‘round. That one’s tough. Tiger can’t change its stripes, yeah? And the nature of the stage is its e-ter-nal changeability. So can’t have no spots, no pattern at all. Completely transparent. Invisible tiger.
Gela seems all sweet and practical, but she’s got hidden depths. Lobster.
Fifi. Dunno who that is —
Evelyn’s more a cat with four legs. Ordinary cat.
Barrow’s got phoenix breath in the morning.
Keen seems he don’t approve of all this. Like a prairie dog when you go off the wagon for a piss. Gonna stand there staring at you, all... judgy.
Siorus should do a dragon. I could turn into shite, I’d do a dragon. Don’t see why he hasn’t done a dragon. You ask me, ’s just small-mindedness.
Old Warden reminds me of a praying mantis. ‘Bout as communicative. Whenever I get close, she just swipes.
Orlov’s like one of them sad circus bears.
Arany's a peacock. You ever heard them scream?
Xiomara’s always running around with all that stash on her belt. Squirrel behavior.
Wouldn’t know what the Scoutmaster is. Can’t no one pin her down. Too slippery — ah, hell. That’s it. Eel.
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Jason’s a horse. Y’look at a painting of a horse, ’s always magnificent. No bad pictures of horses out there. Beautiful animals. Strong. Anyway, you spend more’n five minutes around a horse, you’ll see it spook for the sound of its own hooves.
One time I saw a cat with three legs. Viktor.
That Rifter elf, one what got shitfaced and wrote his name on his face. Ra — [ a pause. reconsidered: ] — Ram. ’S real goat behavior.
Loxley. Goat too.
The baby running around’s got big hair, like one of them fancy show chickens.
Vlast. That’s a gurn right there.
Never seen Abby lick a rock, but tell me ’s not a bronto. Bet you could get her to lick a rock. Find a good rock and tell you she’d do it. Give you a gold if you get her to.
Librarian’s a mouse. Big white whiskers, yeah? Teeth for it, too.
Quills, spear; quillback, Clarisse. Simple.
Provost’s colourful, friendly. Probably enjoy tearing apart a carriage t’see what it does. Parrot.
Tall elf’s back. Giraffe.
Rutyer also makes me think a mouse, only ’s not the teeth this time. Ears. ’S the ears what do it.
Lady Asgard up in Hightown’s pretty as a picture — Not one with horses. One of them fancy white doves maybe. Kind they release at weddings. Had ‘em at mine, only the wife’s cousin’s got a falcon. Ripped that dove right out of the air. Started pulling out its guts up in front of th’Chantry sister, and everything. Best day of my life.
Astrid’s got th’heart of a lion. Eyes of an owl. Mind of a steel trap. Dunno, mate, whatever she wants.
Bastien? La ruse, c'est lui, la vraie fouine.
Benedict’s got the mane, but he don’t have horse energy. More, eh… quail. Cheepy.
New Vint’s got a chin like a piranha. Reckon they feel the same for blood.
Lia’s radiant as a star, so ’s gotta be the constellation Equinor — and don't none of you try and tell me that's a horse. 'S an ever-increasing range of alternate scholarship out there. Could be a deer, or a griffon. Read a paper arguing nug.
Edgard’s pure skunk. You all been ‘round the guy, tell me I’m wrong.
You ever see Cedoux’s big fancy dog? Nah, I meant Rowntree.
Speaking on: Cedoux’s always floating around. Bouncing around. Jiggling around. Jellyfish.
Voss seems a good laugh, plenty of bite. Hyena.
Kostos ’s a bat. Don’t gotta explain that one.
Julius ’s smart, smarter than the lot of you, I figure. Gotta be a ghast. ’S the smartest animal.
Alright, sun mage. Dunno if she still gets an animal. You lot tell me.
Gwenaelle. Goat again.
That actor what sometimes scampers ‘round. That one’s tough. Tiger can’t change its stripes, yeah? And the nature of the stage is its e-ter-nal changeability. So can’t have no spots, no pattern at all. Completely transparent. Invisible tiger.
Gela seems all sweet and practical, but she’s got hidden depths. Lobster.
Fifi. Dunno who that is —
Evelyn’s more a cat with four legs. Ordinary cat.
Barrow’s got phoenix breath in the morning.
Keen seems he don’t approve of all this. Like a prairie dog when you go off the wagon for a piss. Gonna stand there staring at you, all... judgy.
Siorus should do a dragon. I could turn into shite, I’d do a dragon. Don’t see why he hasn’t done a dragon. You ask me, ’s just small-mindedness.
Old Warden reminds me of a praying mantis. ‘Bout as communicative. Whenever I get close, she just swipes.
Orlov’s like one of them sad circus bears.
Arany's a peacock. You ever heard them scream?
Xiomara’s always running around with all that stash on her belt. Squirrel behavior.
Wouldn’t know what the Scoutmaster is. Can’t no one pin her down. Too slippery — ah, hell. That’s it. Eel.