Wait a second here, they already did mine!
"Highland Hyur Male
Women, wine, war and women. Just four—alright, three of the things which tickle the fancy of this brute of a man. He doesn’t so much stand on ceremony as stamp on it until it stops moving."
All right, all right. I'll do it my way:
Nathan Telluride:
Hyur don't come any bigger than this, but if you expect a brute, you'll be surprised. He's got a surprisingly versatile vocabulary, charm to match his size, and natural gifts with the bow, the lute and the range of his vocal chords. He may not be the one to kill the dragon, but he'll keep it entertained while you make off with its loot, and what else could you want?
"Highland Hyur Male
Women, wine, war and women. Just four—alright, three of the things which tickle the fancy of this brute of a man. He doesn’t so much stand on ceremony as stamp on it until it stops moving."
All right, all right. I'll do it my way:
Nathan Telluride:
Hyur don't come any bigger than this, but if you expect a brute, you'll be surprised. He's got a surprisingly versatile vocabulary, charm to match his size, and natural gifts with the bow, the lute and the range of his vocal chords. He may not be the one to kill the dragon, but he'll keep it entertained while you make off with its loot, and what else could you want?
"But in the laugh there was another voice. A clearer laugh, an ironic laugh. A laugh which laughs because it chooses not to weep."