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[cunafinwe]

*is dropped off with his brother at his grandfather's house and thrust upon Mahtan metaphorically so his siblings can go out and kick ass in the strange absence of their father/mother/Nanada creature*

*eyes Mahtan with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity*

Comments

[urundil]

Hello there. :) You're...Cuno, right?

[cunafinwe]

*nods*

Woah. You got it right.

[urundil]

Well, I'd like to say it's because I'm an old, old elf and therefore wise, it's probably because I had a fifty-fifty chance of getting it right. ;)

[cunafinwe]

...

Fifty? There's only two of us!

[terafinwe]

*casts a disdainful eye at Mahtan*

He must be old. 'S not too smart.

[cunafinwe]

Well. 'Least he doesn't look like he yells much.

[urundil]

Oh, I'm sorry. Fifty-fifty is another way of saying a one in two chance. This is probably over your head though...

[cunafinwe]

Wot... kind like how with dice there's like six dice so you've got six numbers to pick between?

[terafinwe]

*eyes YOU a little suspiciously now*

[cunafinwe]

Wot? I LIKE dice!

[terafinwe]

*eyeroll*

*is decidedly bored here*

*turns back to Mahtan curiously* Can you give us another nivesorscrozbos lesson?

[urundil]

Nivesorscrozbos? Ohhh, knives and crossbows? Uh, no. No, I uh, I don't use them. Ever.

[cunafinwe]

...

Huh?

[terafinwe]

How come?

[urundil]

I'm a pacifist. That means I don't believe in fighting.

[terafinwe]

...

Why?