The Aptly numbered Fourth Decree

[solidor_heir]

Comments

[superfluously]

Hello, Larsa darling~

L-L-lol?

[solidor_heir]

Good evening...?

[superfluously]

So, about this infinite supply of High Potions you've got goin' on...

[solidor_heir]

They certainly are not infinite, I assure you. I simply decant the potion into smaller vials to throw to comrades so they need not fumble with the large bottles.

[superfluously]

Are you implying that if I mug you, I'll get tons of bottles?

[solidor_heir]

No, actually you'd simply end up with lots of little vials. I do not carry the bottles into battle.

I imply nothing, only that were you to attempt such a feat you would meet the blades of my guardian first and foremost.

[superfluously]

Yeah, yeah, whatever. You mean BASCH FON ROSENBURG OF DALMASSCAAA?

[solidor_heir]

...No, the Captain is Princess Ashelia's guardian. Noah fon Ronsenberg is my guardian and has been since my birth.

[superfluously]

Oh, crap. I should know that. I've totally played the game and everything. I just don't want to kill your brother. He's my fav.

[solidor_heir]

The world on the brink of war is all a game to you? I am glad you do not wish to kill my brother- such talk is treason.

[superfluously]

Um, basically. If I had a dollar for every game I've played with nations on the brink of war, I'd be rich. Filthy, filthy rich.

If I killed your brother, then I wouldn't be able to draw mustaches on his face.

[solidor_heir]

Well I am glad you find our hardships all oh so amusing. And who are you, to claim such grand notions of political assassinations and childish folly?

[superfluously]

I better have found it amusing. Your game cost me $50.

I am the law, and the law is not mocked.