[ Let Wriothesley get tranq'd and tell me how that goes!
Lyney turns his nose up at the suggestion, looking past the Duke to the ring. The next set of competitors were already beginning, after all. It also keeps a curious set of eyes from looking to where they shouldn't.
...He really shouldn't. So what? He's sweaty and shirtless. It's no big deal. ]
I'd rather settle things with a game of cards. Far less bruising. Except the ego.
[ He tries to play cute about it, but... it's quite true! ]
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Lyney turns his nose up at the suggestion, looking past the Duke to the ring. The next set of competitors were already beginning, after all. It also keeps a curious set of eyes from looking to where they shouldn't.
...He really shouldn't. So what? He's sweaty and shirtless. It's no big deal. ]
I'd rather settle things with a game of cards. Far less bruising. Except the ego.
[ He tries to play cute about it, but... it's quite true! ]
What's "work" about this?