[This poor idiot, teetering on the edge of sprinting to the stables and having the worst day of his life. Anders sighs deeply and gingerly opens the book again, turning the pages until he holds up the book with a strangled gasp!!
It's toddler scribblings, but there's a blob with four sticks coming out of it next to a big smear of red amidst the "runes," and this is now The Proof that demons are put off by weirdo donkey guys.
He doesn't even say anything before the guy turns and scurries away from them with a harrowed glance over his shoulder. Whether he winds up in the stables or goes to get trashed and complain about the crazy curse guys in the square is anyone's guess, but-]
Well! I'm going to consider that a win. [He looks at the book with a little hum.] I do have to wonder what this was for before someone's child had a field day all over it. Look, it's a real demon.
[The red smudge... Now that guy is gone and he can laugh freely, good gracious.]
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It's toddler scribblings, but there's a blob with four sticks coming out of it next to a big smear of red amidst the "runes," and this is now The Proof that demons are put off by weirdo donkey guys.
He doesn't even say anything before the guy turns and scurries away from them with a harrowed glance over his shoulder. Whether he winds up in the stables or goes to get trashed and complain about the crazy curse guys in the square is anyone's guess, but-]
Well! I'm going to consider that a win. [He looks at the book with a little hum.] I do have to wonder what this was for before someone's child had a field day all over it. Look, it's a real demon.
[The red smudge... Now that guy is gone and he can laugh freely, good gracious.]