» Thu Aug 29, 2013 4:08 am
He can often be seen arguing with his father:
*Skulvar*: ""You shoe that gelding, boy?""
*Jervar*: ""Yes, father.""
*Skulvar*: ""Groom her, too?""
*Jervar*: ""You know I did.""
*Skulvar*: ""You clean out that muck?""
*Jervar*: ""Yes, father, I did. And I watered her, and got fresh feed, and refitted the old saddle, just like you asked. Is there anything else?""
*Skulvar*: ""Don't suppose there is. But you don't have to be so damned prickly.""
*Skulvar*: ""I tell you? Saw that wild mare again yesterday, just outside the walls.""
*Jervar*: ""Yeah. So?""
*Skulvar*: ""So? So? Shor's beard, boy! You forget where you're standing? What kind o' business we're running? We manage to break that mare and bring her back here, we can sell her for a small fortune.""
*Jervar*: ""Oh. Okay. So we should try to... what? Capture it?""
*Skulvar*: ""Yes, son. We should try to capture it.""
*Jervar*: ""Listen, father. I've been thinking....""
*Skulvar*: ""Here it comes again. Not happy with a roof and a trade, no. You want to be something entirely... different.""
*Jervar*: ""I'm just no good at this. You said it yourself. Gods, I don't even like horses. And if it's true what they're saying about dragons...""
*Skulvar*: ""Dragons? You want to go out and fight dragons? Are you completely off your nut?""
*Jervar*: ""Come on, father, how hard can it be? They're just... big lizards. And those scales and teeth, they must be worth a fortune...""
*Skulvar*: ""Big lizards? By Shor, your mother gave birth to a half-wit. That is the end of this discussion.""
I guess he doesn't like him