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The dwarf, without haiste, pulls out a hacksaw, he looks at the poor victim on the ground and licks his lips violently, the sunshine from the window now casting a shadow on his body that gave him a hellish sillouete "ah yes.... I can fix thems right away... heheheehyeyayaahahah!" He then brings the blade down gently just above the poor fellows face and smiles evily, his eyes glowing through the darkess... With that he then places a peice of wood on the floor and saws it in half, he then begins to widdle the wood with a butter knife and shortly he hands a spoon-shaped wooden object to the strange customer who can't seem to tell what it is. "go on then" the dwarf says kindly, "jus' use it!"
[ 04-27-2003, 06:39 PM: Message edited by: /)eathKiller ]
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