[It was one thing to be kicked out of a carnival attraction for causing a violent disturbance... but it was another thing entirely to be shooed away for being extremely unsettling. And here he'd thought he was sitting in rapt attention, listening to that shoddy fortune-teller try to scry his past, present, and potential future.
It was the grin, wasn't it?
But Lezard had had enough of the carnival. Having seen what he wished to see, he was prepared for the trek back to the gondolas, to return to Death City and retire for the evening. But that was when hands grasped his cloak, causing his eyes to narrow and his hand to raise instinctively; for a split second trying to conjure a swell of magic power and cast a bout of punishment for the fool who dared--
--And he was unceremoniously shoved into the line, colliding with his partner for... whatever attraction this was.]
/covers eyes, shoves at
It was the grin, wasn't it?
But Lezard had had enough of the carnival. Having seen what he wished to see, he was prepared for the trek back to the gondolas, to return to Death City and retire for the evening. But that was when hands grasped his cloak, causing his eyes to narrow and his hand to raise instinctively; for a split second trying to conjure a swell of magic power and cast a bout of punishment for the fool who dared--
--And he was unceremoniously shoved into the line, colliding with his partner for... whatever attraction this was.]