[14:08] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] pretends he's dead-dead, the floor is comfy this time of the year.
[14:11] *[user]Riget[/user] loots the dead corpse and considers eating it next.
[14:12] [user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user]: Roll douchebaggery.
[14:13] [user]Riget[/user] rolls 1d100: 33
[14:13] [user]Riget[/user]: I got big dice for that,
[14:13] [user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] rolls 1d100: 82
[14:14] [user]Riget[/user]: wait a minute.. what's the resistance check for douchebaggery?
[14:14] [user]Battle Cattle[/user]: It's not the size of your dice, but how you roll 'em.

[14:14] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] slaps Riget's hand away and gives her the most effective 'I am so disappointed in you' dad look there ever was. She should've looted better. On the bright side: He's now available for chatter, what a grim fucking bright side this is.

[14:15] *[user]Riget[/user] knows that it can talk, however has no clue what was worth talking about with something that was barely more intelligent than a rat-ogre. If even that.

[14:16] [user]Riget[/user]: ...they have other qualities however.
[14:16] *[user]Brock Beetle[/user] sticks out a blep.
[14:17] *[user]Riget[/user] considers adding this licker to her tongue collection.
[14:18] *[user]Brock Beetle[/user] retreats his bleppo.
[14:18] *[user]Riget[/user] sighs disappointed.
[14:18] *[user]Brock Beetle[/user] does offer his horn though!
[14:19] *[user]Riget[/user] considers the offer but can't think of any use for horns.
[14:20] *[user]Brock Beetle[/user] humms. Potions?

[14:20] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] is far more vile than any mere doped up rat, and much more deadly than one. That said, he didn't make it in under-life on brawn alone. But, to each their own, so long he doesn't hear that comment we're all a big dysfunctional family. "You think too big-grand of yourself, disappoint-miscalculate you will, end up dead-killed." He flicks at her chin and turns to sit on his ass, "Think-outsmart, charge in, loot corpse, take verminlord for granted. . Pah, I-I thought you were smarter-better than that." This 'guidance' should be taken as a death threat.

[14:25] *[user]Riget[/user] grins widely, apparently both amused and impressed by his claim, but not taking his claim seriously. "Heh-heh, I like you. Not a weakling-pushover like the rest. Tell me, who made you?" she inquires while circling around him to give him a good look all over.

[14:28] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] is too old to fall for her ego stroking after the earlier 'attack' at his ego, which in his mind, is a way to get him to 'want' her. Of course, he's, again, not as dumb as a rock. "Same who made-created you, ratling. Smells-reeks of clan Moulder-beast fuckers, Skryre blades, and sadness." He squints and scratches the wound she made earlier with a massive hand, "I am disgusted-saddened you compare me to shitbasket of organs and-and Moulder 'creation.'" He then shoots a look up at his copious horns, before resuming at eyeing her general direction, he can't smell any 'fear musk' from her, which means she doesn't take him seriously at all, and of course, that is a mixed bag.

[14:34] *[user]Riget[/user] prods one of his footpaws gently with one of hers. "That wound not closed-healed yet? Are you eating enough?" she ask him almost concerned. Maybe she was worried about her kin, but more likely she did not want witness black hunger in something that large. "Your lack of humour does not speak highly of your clever-smartness, or you would have figured out by now that I was just messing with ya. And no, I am Eshin, none of that moulder trash-garbage. But I forgive. At least you did not call me pestilens."

[14:39] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] stopped twitching and foaming the moment he heard the 'pe' in 'pestilens', "Oh, oh yes. Not bald, not absolute war-causing trash, DELAYING MY PLANS, hrrrmfff..." He breaks out into a little streak of grambling and forces himself up on his clawed paws, before then turning his head to spit on the warpstone-blood oozing wound, making it 'harden'. "Useless pestilens- Only good for praising me-me, all this work to summon ME-ME, AND HNRF- Arcff.." He trails off again, building more and more of a tempter, before he once more seats himself and inhaaales. "Hrmff.. Eshin? Too fat, too-" He pushes a breast with a knuckle, "Jiggly, has a sense of humor. Outcast-reject, gutter runner?"
[14:41] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] is also very well fed, just not one to heal instantly like the rest of his demonic siblings. Mostly because he enjoys being covered in wounds, nobody knows how warhammer healing works.

[14:45] *[user]Riget[/user] stickypaws up a wall as a hint. "Nope. Wanna try-guess another time?" she suggests, pretty confident that he would get it right this time. She did not seem to mind getting her boob prodded at all, useless bag of flesh that it was. "Too fat? What's that? Are you envying me being better nourished than yourself?"

[14:49] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] is a seventeen foot tall hulk, what the- Ah, right, Skaven. ". . . Really?" He's astonished by
the level of stupidity, "Hmm.. Looks like breeder, smells like dissapointment, fucked with Skryre, possibly Moulder, nightvermin would die-die. No death runner, too fat, too loud, too proud. No pride, overall mediocre reject of Eshin." He's really hammering it in, how little he thinks of her. "Why-why are you here even?"
[14:49] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] meant to say 'honor' instead of pride but his brain shat itself, don't mind him.

[14:53] *[user]Riget[/user] sniggers downwards from her upside down perch on the ceiling. "I'm here because I've eaten everyone that tried to keep-stop me. No. I am a sorcerer. And I did not fuck anyone." she cackles manically. "The tried make me brood mother. I killed them. I killed them all. Then I stole their knowledge."

[14:55] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] cocks both brows and brings his hands together, warpstone contraption fingers digging into the flesh of his other hand, smile growing. "Oh, ohoh!" He starts breathing faster, eyes opening wide. "Yes! Yes good, good reject! Yes-yes, this is just fine-great, work harder, kill-slay more, rip horns take magics-technologies!" He's unreasonably hyped about this one now, expectations subverted, "THEN, you can try and stab-slay me, it will be fun!" Ah, that's why.

[14:59] *[user]Riget[/user] nibbles on some fungus that happened to be growing happily in the rafters- at least until now where she put an end to it. Ending the spell, she hops down and lands lightly on her paws. "You want to die-die? And murder-kill skaven? Why did you come here then? Easier-faster to just fight until everyone dead, yes-no?"
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[15:02] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] observes idly, letting her have her peace at eating. He cat at least respect that, "Ah, bored-tired. Thousands of years since I was summoned, lead ratlings, kill ratlings, eat ratlings.." He shakes his head frantically and throws his arms in the air in frustration, "Weak! I want a good fight-war! So many schemes, yet so simple world! Too easy, too easy!" He cups her shoulders and leans in close, muzzle touching hers, ready to feel a bite. "[b]Stronger, get, stronger.[/b]"

[15:06] *[user]Riget[/user] shrugs. "I think I am strong enough. Do not want to get more attention. Do not want more killings. Just enough murder to get by. Live in .. what's the word? Without fighting." Giving him a pat on the knee she attempts to comfort him slightly. "I too was angry. All rage-anger, all the time. Now, not so much. Life not all bad. Not always. You will see."

[15:09] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] is too frustrated to listen to such "Fairy tales." Disgust feels his metaphorical, puny heart, and rage feels his massive literal heart. "Not-war, not-slay? Do what-what, allow lesser races to live?! Nnno nooo.." He lets go of her, "Speak not onto the son of the great Horned One such. It will help-keep you alive longer." He spits to the side and figuratively clams up. 'Peace', what a concept.

[15:14] *[user]Riget[/user] nodnods at him. "Some vermin are useful alive. Servants, company, emergency snacks. Only take what you need, much better, easier, safer." she tries to explain. "It's not soft, it's true strength. Smart-wise."

[15:17] *[user]Knicklux Kin Eater[/user] hnrrrrggghhh.. "Wise if you are but ONE. We are many, must take-grab-TAKE all, ratlings ask for more." He breaks out from his short lived clamming session with a pained expression and the musk of sadness, it's obvious, what's really going on. "Does not matter any more. Soon, my great plan will end it all. Soon enough, I leave."