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[b]Name:[/b] Kerylun
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Race:[/b] Gargoyle
[b]Class:[/b] Archer
[b]Date/Time:[/b] Day 2? / Morning
[b]Location:[/b] The Fat King's Castle - Great Hall
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Cyrania][/hider]

Kerylun was obviously confused when the humongously large and massive... chair... was carried towards him. The half-ton gargoyle slowly sat down, his refusal of believing that this thing did hardly protest at all against his weight steadily increasing in the process of doing so. He nodded towards the queen, trying to signal her his acknowledgement.

Then he turned towards the elf, Gwendolyn, and muttered: [color=aaaaaa]"I can clearly see the point in why the Bridge Lords don't bother about attacking the King himself... Judging by this chair, the man must be so incredibly fat that he'll probably die from a spontaneous heart attack anyway. Are there any special DLC consumables I've missed in the shop that give you this appearance ? Not that I'd like to try them out myself, but I could resell them to newbs who don't know what they force their characters to eat..."[/color] The gargoyle folded his hands and smirked towards her before he started looking around.

In his mind, Kerylun estimated that they currently couldn't do much. Of course, they could try and confiscate or at least probe every bit of food that the people they had to protect would come in contact with before they could eat it, but such an approach to things would probably get them kicked in their butts for not obeying to unwritten rules of manners. One of them likely included not just leaving the banquet at an arbitrary time to start investigating other places as well. So all that was left was to do the same thing that Gwendolyn already seemed to do: Scan the room for anything 'suspicious'.