The Magnaura

[Andres]

A young man, dressed in expensive red and white silk, had been standing in a corner of the Magnaura during Pavlos's speech. As soon as the old veteran was seated, he walked forward energetically, the feather on his yellow head waving with every step he took.

Aleksios ek Pigis:

You're getting old, dear Pavlos. Old and rusty.

Where's your spirit? Your courage?

Besides, wasn't your own lord involved in some of these disputes?

Well, 'disputes'...

It seems like all you old farts were very good with words, but when it came to action to back up your harsh words.

Aleksios laughs.

Even when you were young, you all sounded like a bunch of scared old women!

Aleksios starts yelling with a voice that vaguely resembles the voice of an old woman:

"Oh, I'm going to hit you! I'm going to hurt you! Oh no, I might get hurt myself in the proces! Ok then, I'm not going to hit your, but watch out next time!"

Aleksios mockingly shakes his fist, in a perfect imitation of the old Protoasacretes. Aleksios laughs again, walks to his seat and sits down, meanwhile muttering:

Bunch of cowards.