#dagger
The Mouth of Oukra
If the God of the southern winds says another should must be sacrificed, then the Mouth becomes his conduit…
My type is women with weapons, men written by women and anyone wearing eyeliner.
Quick sword thingy
Brigid: So are you two together or?
Tandy:Ridiculous.
Ty:Unrealistic.
Tandy:Unfathomable.
Ty:Ludicrous.
Brigid: So you mean to tell me that was a friendship kiss?
Ty: …You saw that?
Tandy: I was, uh, just giving him lessons.
Tandy: Mistakes were made but we won’t name names.
Ty: You crashed a monster truck, Tandy.
Tandy: MISTAKES WERE MADE-
Ty: You crashed into tHE ZOO TANDY!
Tandy: -BUT WE WON’T NAME NAMES!
Ty: TANDY THERE ARE SEVERAL LIONS ON THE LOOSE.
Tandy: There you are! You scared me half to death! Where were you? And why were you gone for so long?
Ty: You know the guy who catcalled you yesterday?
Tandy:Yeah?
Ty: I beat him up.
Tandy: you whAT?!
Tandy: Oh, stop making this all about you.
Ty: This is…my birthday party.
Tandy: Which I planned! You’re welcome.
Ty: Tandy…you really messed this up.
Tandy: Wow. How dare you hold me accountable for my actions
Tandy: It is absolutely imperative that you don’t tell anyone.
Ty: Who would I tell? I have like 2 friends and you’re one of them.