You and your 2 boys be like...
"Hold my mead...be right back."
*Handles business*. 3,113 dead peasants later...
"No Glittehoof, babe...it was all just one big misunderstanding. Don't worry babe, me and the lads straightened things out. The rest of them there boys decided to call it day and head home."
"Right then, poor me another. Round of drinks for the pals, them both!"
"Hold my mead...be right back."
*Handles business*. 3,113 dead peasants later...
"No Glittehoof, babe...it was all just one big misunderstanding. Don't worry babe, me and the lads straightened things out. The rest of them there boys decided to call it day and head home."
"Right then, poor me another. Round of drinks for the pals, them both!"
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