Mozenrath coughed and gasped for air the moment Knives' grip was removed. The moment his breath returned, however, he had an earful.
"You dare to lay your filthy hands on ME?!" He snapped at the Plant, pointing with an accusatory finger. "I single handedly conquored a kingdom, amassed a power unlike any you will ever encounter, AND became the greatest sorcerer of the age and you think you can ever so casually put your hands around my neck and throttle me?! I hope you don't ever make that mistake again, you SNAKE!"
His tirade continued as his gesturing turned towards the staff. "And you! YOU are the ones who told me to talk to this low life! I had no interest in even coming to dinner and you insisted that there was no other alternative. How do you feel about that decision NOW?"
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"You dare to lay your filthy hands on ME?!" He snapped at the Plant, pointing with an accusatory finger. "I single handedly conquored a kingdom, amassed a power unlike any you will ever encounter, AND became the greatest sorcerer of the age and you think you can ever so casually put your hands around my neck and throttle me?! I hope you don't ever make that mistake again, you SNAKE!"
His tirade continued as his gesturing turned towards the staff. "And you! YOU are the ones who told me to talk to this low life! I had no interest in even coming to dinner and you insisted that there was no other alternative. How do you feel about that decision NOW?"