Bradhoc Browning (Lizard)

Rye

Script

Rye: *throwing the door wide open* Come on! I know you want a nice elf steak!

Bradhoc: *seems even more hungry now that he got a taste for the blood* Hurrrnnnnnn!!

Rye: *taunts him* Come get me, you cold-blooded beast!

Bradhoc: *charges Rye with a hungry chortle sound, snapping as he thunders through the room, knocking things aside - there goes the expensive couch!*

Rye: *dodges at the last moment, letting Bradhoc into the icebox-chamber room - and icy floor*

Bradhoc: *can't stop his momentum, scrabbling for a foothold on the floor, whipping around with a great flailing tail*