#halfpintnaturaldisaster

[effronthetwisted]

'I want the K'

They were laughing. Effron couldn’treally remember what about. Was it something he’d said or she’d said. It hadbeen something nonsensical and not nearly this funny, he knew that much. Wow,the wine was really getting to him, if how ridiculous he felt didn’t evenembarrass him anymore. 

She was cute though. Even her laugh.And his drunkenness had lowered his inhibitions just enough for him to plant anaward little kiss to the dimple in her cheek caused by her smile. It was poorlyaimed, clumsy, and more than a little goofy, but Effron could beat himself upabout it tomorrow.

[effronthetwisted]

"Mix it up"

Blood dripped down his brow and he had to squint to stop it from getting in his eye. His twisted shoulder made a strange clicking noise whenever he moved and the sound tied a knot in his stomach. It hurt to breathe.

He felt a hand touch his skin and immediately jerked away turning an icy look on the drow.

“I don’t need your help.” he said, sounding very much like he did.

[effronthetwisted]

“That’s dirty” (Because first impressions are fun And I have no shame)

One minute, Effron was in the tavern drinking alone. The next he had his back to a mausoleum with a strange dark elf and surrounded by rogue zombies. Things like this were why he didn’t leave the castle.

It wasn’t all bad. Elf seemed to be a caster of some kind which was helpful. When they were finally close enough to hear each other, Effron had wanted to say something about how he couldn’t control the zombies and they needed to be destroyed. But, winded as he was, all he managed were two words and a gesture that sort of looked like casting:

“Don’t stop.”

[free-a-n-d-clear-archive]

"Maybe when we're done we can send them to beat up Nevalle, just for fun."

:neverwinter nights 2 sentence starters:

“Maybe when we’re done we can send them to beat up Nevalle, just for fun.”

“Or you could just go beat him up yourself. It`s a lot more fun that way, anyway.” Bishop spat, his criticism was sharp as he spoke to the girl despite the lazed look to his eyes. They suggested he really didn’t care either way, and when coupled with the heavy shrug of his shoulders it was clear that he could care less.

     He was just a knight, anyway.

“I don’t care either way - always good to see one of Nasher’s precious lap dogs get what’s coming to them. After all - that painted shield of his can’t protect him forever, now, can it.” he finished with a low gaze and his classic malicious smirk. 

[neverwinternighting]

"I'm not saying you're an idiot, I'm just saying a smarter person would have seen that coming."

"Oh, I see. Someone like you, you mean. That would make perfect sense, dear girl, except that it does not."

[artemis-entreri]

"I like September..."

Entreri grimaces. “I shall give you a giant spider mount if you would let me have that,” he quips.

[hookwinked]

Whats your favourite accent?

"Any accent that makes my name sound amazing ;)"

[jarlaxlebaenre]

halfpintnaturaldisaster replied to your post:Define "Love".

"Well said."

Jarlaxle smiles at the short drow. "Why hello there my dear, I don't believe we've met."