Originally Posted by Shiek
((This is happening at a different time k? : D?))
Kavar entered the room not knocking.
"Veigar, why are you so short?"
Veigar growls, frustrated.
"You dare call me short? You incite my WRATH! Begone, before I crush you, nave!" He yells, slamming a fist on the table. He would take no more of this mocking abuse!
Augustus walks in having to crouch down a bit for the door entrance. He walks to the yordles desk and towers over him standing his full six feet nine inches.
"You, tiny mage...... What is your dream for this world."
"For the last time, do not call me short!" The Tiny Master of Evil growls, smacking his tome shut. Well, at least he asked a real question. He would answer it.
"As for your question... To see it before me, of course! All of this world will soon bow to me, the MASTER OF EVIL! I shall end all conflicts, all wars, united under a single banner!" He pauses, as if adding emphasis.
"My own banner, of course!"