Kayle winced. Â Though they've only been companions for a short while, he had a fair assumption that calling Desmond 'boy'Â was going to be more trouble than it was worth, let alone a whelp. Â
With a nervous laugh, he pointed an accusational finger at the brigand in the doorway.
"I'd take a step back if I were you, lest you're you meet your wits end in a stranger's doorway. Â The man before you doesn't take the moniker 'Red' for his love of flowers, and the woman you've failed to notice on the other side of the door will have no trouble decorating the room with those fine teeth of yours. Â Last warning. Â Leave."
With a nervous laugh, he pointed an accusational finger at the brigand in the doorway.
"I'd take a step back if I were you, lest you're you meet your wits end in a stranger's doorway. Â The man before you doesn't take the moniker 'Red' for his love of flowers, and the woman you've failed to notice on the other side of the door will have no trouble decorating the room with those fine teeth of yours. Â Last warning. Â Leave."
Character Profile:Â Kayle Delwyn