"Dear sir, how<i>dare</i>you continue to use such foul, disgusting language in front of a lady!  It is my sworn duty to protect this girl, and I shall not have a wild man throwing threats around her!"<br/><br/>Arngeirr tucks his huge chin over Mary's head, shielding her from sight as he warps both his mighty arms around her.  "If you are a monk of this temple, you should be ashamed of yourself for being so vulgar in front of his charge.  A true man, a true<i>gentleman</i>, never uses coarse language in front of a lady, never under any circumstances!  It is even worse that this fair maiden is under your temple's protection!  A huge blemish against the honor of the monks of Buzzia!  I have met a great deal of the other monks of this temple, sir, and they hugely outclass you.  Why if noble Nerrik was here he would surely admonish you for you hugely inappropriate beehavior."<br/><br/>Arngeirr turns his huge back on Vernasus, carrying Mary back to the safety of the other monks.  "Come Mary," he said softly, "This is no place to play."