Steak. Good roast steak. dripping with juice prefferabley.
Rice is good. or maybe some roasted tropical fruits.
A pie. duh. Who wouldn't order a pie?
Vegetables. more vegetables and more vegetables. And Carrots.
Something wet and sloppy. or something wormish.
Meat. raw? hopefully.
Fish. and seawead. and saltrice.
Spider. and spiced vegetables. (boiled cabbage!!) and maybe some rice.
What? Ordering food? no way, im foraging for food. Or maybe I will take that roast deer.
O_o order food? I don't order food. I tell the machine what i want to eat. Then the machine breaks then I fix it, then i get food.
Something rich. And Boiling hot. but no vegetables. Vegetables are for pansy vegetarians.
Ordering food? why take all the fun away? I could attempt to cook something instead. (then when it turns unedible I could go steal something from the rabbit Faeri)
Water. tea. fermented-fruit-drink (
Blended jellyfish essense (its a bit like cordial)
Water? coke? beer?
The most alcoholic thing in the whole world.
Something so filled with sugar you can see sugar lumps forming at the bottem of the glass.
Drinking? eating? my superb intellegence has allowed me to create a machine that produces a liquid which will replace food forever. pah, eating and drinking is for dumb people.
Drinking? hmm, this is something i havn't tried yet. water is disgusting.
In a town. duh
In the wild. by myself, with a few animal friends of course.
In my pack.
In a mountail. gotta love mountains.
In a forest, with the trees. a beautiful forest of course. Far away from annoying animals and humans.
Underwater, what do you think I am? a land lubber?
On ma ship!
In a rain forest.
On a desert
On a grassy plain, with wide open space all around me.
In the ice.
On a plain. perhaps grassy, a few pine trees. and a warren.
A desert filled with short 'ugly' red tree like things.
Someplace fun. where I will never ever ever be bored.
I don't know where, but with my machines of course.
A volcano! (an active one!) mmm, the smell of poisonous gas!
A sword, an axe, a club, a frying pan. The list is endless. or alternitavely i could use magic.
Two graceful short daggers. well maybe not gracefull. who really cares how they look? All you're going to see is the red line when they slit your eyeballs.
My awesome walking through walls magic.
A cunning trap. double blades. Magic. poisen. bow and arrow.
Confuse them? Then "rob" them!
A sword. commisioned to me by my highlord.
A gun, don't laugh, its this awesome machine I'm working on.
Spirits of; plants, or ash or bones or shadow or mist.
My axe you simpleton.
I am with my pack. And my pack is within me.
A wise genie once said . . .
Never go to the elves for advice to they will say both no and yes.
I eldar lambe na anvanya lambe.
Die! die! die!
Its a very interesting story
This is good dwarven stone work.
(Baka wa shinanakya naoranai.) Unless an idiot dies, he won't be cured.
Being wise. and knowlegdeable
My pack. Broken loyalty to the pack is worse than death.
Fun! i could not bear to live a boring life.
Hmm, a legacy?
Living a peaceful life. a life that is in perfect balance
I don't know. Who thinks these about these questions anyway?
Fullfilling my lifequest.
The wise monk
The feral child.
The leader of the party
The lost girl with two daggers.
The optimistic one.
The most fantastic storyteller in all the land.
The pesimistic one
The ambitious one
The intellectual one
The scary one