Hiss! I Say: HISS!

Independent rp sideblog for His Majesty from Baldur's Gate 3.

Just for some fun and antics with the shaved king of cats himself.

Basic rules apply: No hate, no godmodding. Be respectful and have fun!

"Kitty?" He eyes the vampire spawn. "I am no simple kitty. You, good sir, are addressing a superior being of royal blood." He sits down before him looking unamused.

"I feel as if the lot of you are trying to imply something here and I am most certainly not a fan "

He considers himself, above all, superior and, therefore, everyone understands him.

Clearly, this is not the case. Only by casting Speak with Animals or drinking the potion is anyone able to actually know what he says.

He eyes the carrier suspiciously after sitting and casually grooming his paw. It seemed a little early for dinner. And why the carrier when she could just pick him up and carry his gorgeous little self to the food like the king he was?

@apalestar

"Ah, yes. Someone who gets it." He accepts the hand offered to him, coming forward to headbutt it affectionately with a purr. Ah, such lovely admirers he had.

If he were to approach a king or any powerful ruler just sitting upon their throne, he'd hear them out patiently. Take in their intentions until given the chance to speak.

"Oh, don't get your whiskers all in a twist! I told you, already. It's in the mail."