theknightpaladin replied to your post:Fuck everything.
I should think that such use of language was entirely inappropriate.
Dust glares petulantly between withheld sobs, resulting in shaking shoulders and brief hitches of breath, before beginning to curse vehemently in Daedric instead.
If it had been just about anyone else, Gelebor would have wasted little time in very sternly correcting them. As it was, the old guardian could, at least, see aspects of the funny side of Dust's frustrations, despite his deeply rooted offense at the spouting of the unhallowed tongue. "You know, around a Knight-Paladin of Auri-El, you probably could not have picked a worse language to attempt to disguise your potty mouth with." He sat down by Dust, offering the Breton an open arm. "Come. Speak of what ails you. And please, no more cursing."












