[He laughs as well, but averts his eyes, rubbing the back of his neck-- it shouldn't be a surprise, really, considering his role in Riftwatch, but saying so when Tiffany has just admitted she hasn't committed a lot of violence feels a little off-balance.
Oh well, fair's fair.]
Increasingly heavy, [Barrow admits,] but that's the job, for you.
As long as it's job-sanctioned, there's no fault to be found there. Besides, I imagine all of our averages will go up, with, you know, the active war and all.
[She takes another sip of her ale and pulls a little face--not at the taste, but at the thought.]
I'll be glad when that isn't the case any longer for both of our sakes. For everyone's, really. Of course I know it's all necessary but I wish that it wasn't.
Well, I dunno about no fault. I'm sure not everyone on the other side feels all that passionately about what they're doing, all they know is they have to do it.
[He scratches at his stubble, realizing, the conversation is taking a depressing turn.]
...but then, when all this is over, there's always chicken farming.
[But the other side is bad, and we're good. Tiffany, fifteen years ago--by Andraste, maybe even ten years ago--might have said that, or at least thought it. But it's grayer than that, isn't it. Like a veil drawn over, making it difficult to draw lines in the sand.
She smiles back at Barrow and takes hold of that change of topic gratefully.]
Just chickens? Isn't it better to diversify your livestock?
[Tiffany squints up her eyes and points to Barrow.]
Well played, Messere. Cow shit is heavier. I think I just like cows a little better. They're sweet in a way that chickens aren't. Or maybe I just have more experience with mammals. My sister Rose kept a bird when we were small and I didn't know what to do with it.
Clip its wings? That would stop it from flying in your face, at least--but then there's the talons and the beak to deal with. And you'd have to be able to wrangle it to clip the wings in the first place, during which it might cut your throat...
No, you're right, I suppose birds are frightening. But that would be good defense for a farm, wouldn't it? No one would want to trespass. What if your chickens murdered them?
[She taps her mug against his, with another laugh.]
Forget being a simple farmer. You can make a fortune selling them off to banns and lords to defend their lands. The Fighting Chicken will be the mabari of the new Age, when it comes. Maybe they'll even name the Age after them, if you're successful enough. Towers, Blessed, Dragon... Chicken...
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Date: 2022-03-07 12:41 am (UTC)Well, if it isn't obvious from what I confessed--my record is a bit light on the maiming. You?
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Date: 2022-03-08 01:14 am (UTC)Oh well, fair's fair.]
Increasingly heavy, [Barrow admits,] but that's the job, for you.
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Date: 2022-03-09 04:30 am (UTC)[She takes another sip of her ale and pulls a little face--not at the taste, but at the thought.]
I'll be glad when that isn't the case any longer for both of our sakes. For everyone's, really. Of course I know it's all necessary but I wish that it wasn't.
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Date: 2022-03-14 08:57 pm (UTC)[He scratches at his stubble, realizing, the conversation is taking a depressing turn.]
...but then, when all this is over, there's always chicken farming.
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Date: 2022-03-17 03:18 am (UTC)She smiles back at Barrow and takes hold of that change of topic gratefully.]
Just chickens? Isn't it better to diversify your livestock?
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Date: 2022-03-17 05:43 am (UTC)Cow shit's heavier.
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Date: 2022-04-03 01:25 am (UTC)[Tiffany squints up her eyes and points to Barrow.]
Well played, Messere. Cow shit is heavier. I think I just like cows a little better. They're sweet in a way that chickens aren't. Or maybe I just have more experience with mammals. My sister Rose kept a bird when we were small and I didn't know what to do with it.
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Date: 2022-04-14 09:45 pm (UTC)[He pauses to consider his words.]
...frightening. Especially the ones who fly well. Chickens don't, at least.
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Date: 2022-04-15 05:50 pm (UTC)'Frightening'?
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Date: 2022-04-16 09:19 pm (UTC)Am I wrong? If a bird wants you dead, what are you going to do about it?
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Date: 2022-04-19 05:21 pm (UTC)No, you're right, I suppose birds are frightening. But that would be good defense for a farm, wouldn't it? No one would want to trespass. What if your chickens murdered them?
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Date: 2022-04-19 06:35 pm (UTC)I like how you think. [He raises his mug.] The Fighting Chickens of Crestwood. They'll be the stuff of legends.
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Date: 2022-04-20 12:27 am (UTC)Forget being a simple farmer. You can make a fortune selling them off to banns and lords to defend their lands. The Fighting Chicken will be the mabari of the new Age, when it comes. Maybe they'll even name the Age after them, if you're successful enough. Towers, Blessed, Dragon... Chicken...