"Oh no. Don't tell me..." James didn't want to look over his shoulder as he heard that distinctly hobbitty voice. Nonetheless, he had to, reflexively placing a hand to cover his flagon of ale.
"Mother of..." he said, staring at Talisen. He'd really gone and done it.
"Gabriel!" he shouted from across the bar. "Did you bring that thing in here? Seriously? That's a wild damned animal."
"Mother of..." he said, staring at Talisen. He'd really gone and done it.
"Gabriel!" he shouted from across the bar. "Did you bring that thing in here? Seriously? That's a wild damned animal."