"If it bites us, we won't stand a chance."
It's a gator with a ten metre jaw. What gave it away?
Of course it's a type of dragon.
First thing he thinks of is the XP drop. Gamer detected.
"What are you doing so calmly?"
"Here's some tea!"
"And cookies!"
They're all on the same team. Just indoctrinating the new one.
The trick to staying "humble" is to remember what really matters in life.
Those scales are probably a bit large for armour.
Thousands of years is a short time geologically speaking.
Those elves are dumb. They treat him as a scam because they don't believe the method he killed the gator with, as if he didn't bring them the dead gator at all.
Why does she just go up and grab him?
And now they're crying about long lost relatives. Come on, elves, stop flip-flopping at every new sentence.
I agree with Frau. Elves are troublesome.