Rushing in like molasses, I was , making my way to the Rikti war leader, Hro'Dtohz. Running with all stone armor and then having to fight some made me tired though. So I throw a few punches, but stop to catch my breath, and I ask him, "So how's the family doing?" He replied, "Family: Doing Well. Your Family: Doing Less Well." Realizing just how threatening this was, I cut down the small talk to a minimum. Wave after wave of seismic punches, boulders, and nemesis staff blasts were thrown at him, when it dawned on me. "Hey, Hro, do you want this donut," I asked him as I pulled out a donut from an extra dimensional pocket. "Donut: Good Tasting. Hro: Hungry," he replied. I gave him the donut, but as he later found out, it was made by a friendly plant controller and baker who enjoyed making donuts with strange plant extracts, especially sleeping donuts. After handing him the donut, I pulled off his armor, punched him a few times, "Wow! He is out like well, me!" After this, I sent him to the vanguard prison, but strangely he escaped. Another day, Hro, and you shall go back.
