[There is a statement outfit and then there is a statement. Rosamund and her medieval sensibilities are stupefied by the strange woman and her skin-tight underwear, the dip dyed hair and the white painted face.
All of which are immediately forgotten when she spots the animal at her side.]
My goodness! What a lovely dog you have! [Rather unusual one at that, but she loves animals! Very very much. It's a princess thing. Rosamund bends to address the creature at once.] Hello there, sweet thing! What's your name?
[ROSAMUND... SWEETIE... if she had a nickel for every time someone called her hyena a dog, she would have two nickels. she isn't going to bother to correct her. bud is a dog now, sure. why not.]
Ain't he just the cutest lil' angel? [cooing. the hyena laughs, snuffling. how close is rosamund getting?] His name's Bud.
[Sometimes you are simply stuck in fake medieval Europe.]
He is! Hiiiii, hiiiii! [She's getting awful close! Reaching out a hand!] Bud, oh, what a sweet name for a sweet boy! Goodness, you're so big. And what gorgeous hair you have!
[What happens when you have great animal handling but do not comprehend the animal...]
[rosamund's animal handling prevails because i just rolled for how much of an asshole this hyena's going to be, and got an 18. he will sniff the hand.]
If you think he's big now, you should've seen him before these assholes shrunk him. He's usually way bigger than this.
[Thank god, princess power prevails. She lives another day unmauled.
Rosamund grins at the sniff, but she's also spent enough quality time in the woods to not push her luck. That's an awful lot of teeth you got, Bud.]
Really? That's such a shame. They're really trying to squash us down to size here. [Literally, in this case.] My friend has a close connection with an enormous wolf. At least as big as a house! But, he can change his form a little, too. Sometimes he's smaller, I think.
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All of which are immediately forgotten when she spots the animal at her side.]
My goodness! What a lovely dog you have! [Rather unusual one at that, but she loves animals! Very very much. It's a princess thing. Rosamund bends to address the creature at once.] Hello there, sweet thing! What's your name?
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Ain't he just the cutest lil' angel? [cooing. the hyena laughs, snuffling. how close is rosamund getting?] His name's Bud.
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He is! Hiiiii, hiiiii! [She's getting awful close! Reaching out a hand!] Bud, oh, what a sweet name for a sweet boy! Goodness, you're so big. And what gorgeous hair you have!
[What happens when you have great animal handling but do not comprehend the animal...]
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If you think he's big now, you should've seen him before these assholes shrunk him. He's usually way bigger than this.
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Rosamund grins at the sniff, but she's also spent enough quality time in the woods to not push her luck. That's an awful lot of teeth you got, Bud.]
Really? That's such a shame. They're really trying to squash us down to size here. [Literally, in this case.] My friend has a close connection with an enormous wolf. At least as big as a house! But, he can change his form a little, too. Sometimes he's smaller, I think.