Mak/Conversations

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Start

[ Mak ]

What indignity have you come to heap upon the mound, whelp? Out with it.

Croak

[ Mak ]

*crrrk*

Founder

[ Mak ]

What of it? Scurry on and leave me to brood.

Founder2

[ Mak ]

Why? A lifetime of vexation. Born to a cacophony of static ringing the ears raw. Thousands of my kinfolk cut down by that porphyric wasp fools called Lamb. A millenium of hot stinking sun and disgusting brine lice for supper.

Misery obtains on this pond, whelp. By Chavvah if you start beaming like a sunray and yodeling at the Beetle Moon, I'll eat you where you stand.

1) ...I've more to ask.
2) Live and drink. [End]

Who

[ Mak ]

Who am I? Mak. That's all you get. I'll not waste the honey of my mouth on idle inquiries.

Stature

[ Mak ]

...

And? Is that the whole of your fool statement?

Stature2

[ Mak ]

Trust what you hear of the svardym, whelp. The sky blackens at our accession and we are like to eat you.

Freehold

[ Mak ]

Have the adiyy chewed the hue from your eyes? See for yourself. Free folk make a gathering here and their racket rings through the reef. One can hardly steep in his greens without being mewled to by a salt-stung baby.

Pond

[ Mak ]

It was once.

Pond2

[ Mak ]

Whelp, affix your eyes to that clam right yonder. Go step inside and find your answers.

1) ... [End]