Hoping that the pen, or at least the spoken word is mightier than the sword, you hold up both hands in what you hope is a posture indicating your lack of violent intentions.
"mmmm, Look"
you begin.
"why would you want to kill me? I've nothing worth stealing"
the black clad swordsman (or woman), stops for a second but only long enough to bark out in a heavily accented voice.
"Kill for honour of cran! you die!"
Then he/she continues towards you, sword swinging menacingly.
Frantically you wrack your brains for a topic of conversation that will quickly save you from this not so eloquent Ninja.
After wracking, flogging, applying various nasty iron implements, and finally forcing your brain to listen to an entire Spice girls album, you can think of a number of conversation topics which you've encountered on your travels that might save your life from this not quite silent killer.
Obviously you can only talk about something you've actually experienced.
choose your words carefully:
talk about the seven headed horror.
talk about the strangely pleasant goblins.
talk about the weerdly helpful grue.
talk about the mysterious doughnut witch.
talk about and demonstrate your amazing running speed.
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