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Milk gets rid of positive potion effects too! That’s why it turned me back into a Glaceon that one time—not that that was a positive effect, or anything...

*offers milk bottle* I’m assuming drunkenness counts as a status effect.

Well, with that altercation out of the way, I believe I’m safe to resume normal operation. *mails for potential magic tome buyers besides @TR273*

Congrats, you’ve got dragonhide. You and every other dragon.

Damn straight. I much prefer a good sword and shield. Like I said, temporary arrangement for purposes of ending me and Lenago’s conflict. And it worked! (I’m good for whichever! Do what you prefer.)

You know damn well I’’m referring to you Eeveeing him.

Yeah, what’d that take, a protection from fire potion? Big deal. You’re why he’s a Lefeon now.

In retrospect, that was dumb, yes. I made a mistake in the heat of battle. Forgive me. I’m so stacked with absurdly powerful tomes and potions I’m not even worried. I’m just trying to resolve this so I can resell them, but you do not strike fear into my heart.

I already apologized for that, and you refused my restitution. That healing potion is still up for grabs, of course. I didn’t use you, I was more trying to get you out of the way! You were revealing my invisible location!

Would it be improper to duel a minor? I feel like a duel would be appropriate here. Or perhaps just some good old fashioned corporal punishment, if I really was your father. Watch thy tongue.

Curses upon thy name as well. Look what you did to my fur! *shudders* “My fur”... feels weird to say, yech. Do we need to have a duel proper to restrain your slanderous tongue?

*stands up* *wipes snot* Of course I didn’t! I never pretended to! That’s exceedingly disrespectful to your elders.

*glares* You know what? I don’t have to put up with this. Not today, at least. *attempts to comfort*

So I’m innocent of any unchivalrous peaks.

(IT’S PVP POLICY YOU LIKE EVERY POST I WAS TOO BUSY READING SSAANNTTOO’S TO KNOW WHAT I WAS LIKING)

*looks around pleadingly, non-verbally begging anyone for help*

Of course you didn’t desert me! What are you talking about?

(Ummm... I’m not Freud, I hope this RPing doesn’t mess you up or anything lol) What nonsense is this? What are you talking about??

*suppresses gag reflex* It’s okay, I forgive you... (Still in my teen years, I just turned 18. Most of my suck was self-inflicted.)

Oof—OOF *severely misses iron chestplate* *raises eyebrow* *almost shoves you off, realizes that might be dumb* *embraces*