Snippet #1263

He glares at this short man, who would dare doubt his resolve. He had decided to be peaceful, or at least until this ignorant little man had piped up. "You seem to think I have reason to not blow a hole in your head..." He cocks his revolver, knowing the acid-filled rounds would make his death more painful then necessary. "So, you think you're so skilled, huh Scaly?" He looks briefly at his agitator's arm, mocking him silently for his imperfection.

He smiles suddenly, then puts his gun away, "You're not even worth my time..." this realization was enough to make him return his attention back to the man with the answers, or so he said.

He asks. "So, what are we doing here? And how do we get back?" Looking around at this place called Lore'ella, wondering if, maybe...