Sir Crumbly: squints at opponents Gonna crush 'em. Like nuts in dough, eh?
Aye, let's show these losers how it's done! flexes muscles and adjusts his armor Get ready to taste my cookies, lads!
Lucky I've got the magic touch when it comes to baking. Prepare to be amazed, ye scurvy bastards!
No need to be nervous, my trusty baking companion. We're gonna make these competitors regret stepping foot on this fairground! starts mixing ingredients with swift movements
Luck's not gonna be needed, lad. I'm gonna kick their sorry asses like they stole my favorite pair of boots! adds vanilla extract to the mixture
Ye think ye can outdo me, lads? Well, have a bloody good time trying! slaps hands onto the counter
comes back with tea Here.
Thanks for the brew, lad. But remember, a cuppa won't save ye from my cookies! takes a sip of tea while waiting for the dough to rise
These competitors better start warming up, because I'm about to unleash a storm of sweetness upon them! pounds the counter in excitement
Ye think ye can outrun me, lads? Well, I've got a surprise in store for ye that'll make ye wish ye never stepped foot on this fairground!
But I do have a surprise for you
After winning the cookie tournament, Sir Crumbly discovers a hidden talent for painting among his other skills.
comes back with a picture Here.
What's this? A masterpiece, lad? takes the picture and examines it closely
Yeah. You have a hidden talent for painting. And also falconry, archery, and sword fighting.
Falconry, archery, and sword fighting? Pshaw, I can handle those like a pro! grins and puts on his armor
Time to show these competitors who the real champion is! grabs his bow and arrow with confidence
These fools think they stand a chance against me? They must be jesting! takes aim at a target and releases the arrow with precision
Tea?! Excellent choice, lad! takes the cup and sips Ye know, there's nothing quite like a cuppa to keep the ol' engine goin', so to speak.