“Ho ho ho, everyone look at me!” said Nigel, the short and stout dwarf with a beard (like there are any other kinds of dwarves). “I’m Lesley, the elf! I’m an effeminate elf (like there are any other kinds of elves), and I shoot bows and use magic instead of usingly manly axes.”
“HA. HA. HA. GOOD IMPERSONATION NIGEL,” said Rashel the dragon.
“Oh yeah well look at me,” said Lesley the elf. “I’m Nigel the dwarf and I believe in a common socialist welfare for everyone, even if it means increased taxes. I also want a communist regime where everyone is treated equally. But in the end, we’re all poor except our mighty and rich king, who beheads us when we request more mushrooms in our stew. I also hate immigrants and abortion.”
“Whoah whoah whoah!” Nigel said. “No need to go there you greedy capitalist dog!”
Rashel the dragon glowed and transformed into a white horse. “HEY EVERYONE LOOK AT ME, I’M A MINOR CHARACTER.”