The Hound: You Dominion whelps have nothing on the might of the Champion of Hircine! Look at your scrawny asses! Too weak to tickle your own pickle!
Razum-dar: Are you offering to help~?
The Hound: Yeah-!
The Hound, beat red: ...Wait, no-! I...! Uh...!
The Hound: FUCK YOU!!
Razum-dar, smugly: Wow, okay. This one’s only asking you to give him a hand.












