<If I wĕrĕ hătchĕd / ăbŏŭt 200 swĕĕps ĕărlĭĕr, / I wŏndĕr ĭf I'd'vĕ / bĕĕn căllĕd ăn ăpŏstătĕ / *ănd* ă wĭtch.>
:> “There’s Quilis, who s^ys ridiculous shit” they’d h^ve s^id in hushed tones. <:
<Mŭttĕrĭng făkĕ cŭrsĕs bĕcăŭsĕ / I knŏw thĕrĕ's trŏlls / thăt ărĕ dămn tĕrrĭfĭĕd / ŏf thĕm>
:> Why Quilis, one might ^lmost think you enjoy tormenting the common troll. <:
<Only hărmlĕssly. Mŏst ŏf / thĕ tĭmĕ. Thĕrĕ's ĕnŏŭgh / ŏf thăt ĭn thĕ / wŏrld, yŏŭ knŏw>
:> H^h^. I’m te^sing, but yes, there is. And I’m h^rdly free of sin myself. <: