[color=8493ca][i]Boris noted that the note appeared to be blank, and was about try and touch it to see if he could ind any hidden information when he plucked from his perch. Annoyed, Boris listened to the big people, they were always so touchy about space, as if the had made the space around them, or bought it for a high price, it confused Boris really, especially when the same beings had no problem crushing entire cities, sometimes even entire countries, of little people as if they didn't even exist in the first place. [/i][/color]

[color=fff200]How is it that personal space is worth more than forcibly moving an entire person? Or do I not count as a person for some reason? You either know good and well what I was doing or you're to stupid for me to bother attempting to explain it to you, with my luck it's the latter.[/color]

[color=8493ca][i]He mumbles the last phrase about his luck. He shifts focus as the kobold speaks up, asking about the orb. Kobolds were nice enough, they rarely messed with little folk. Granted that might be due to their affinity for living underground, and so were less likely to run into little folk, but Boris didn't care about that.[/i][/color]

[color=fff200]Be my guest Scaly; Skeley there is already digging through the dead.[/color]