"Thanks. I'm so clumsy I'm just as likely to drop my sword as I am to drop my enemy. That actually happened once in combat. And, um, let's see, I don't think I have any bone that I haven't broken. I got stabbed in the chest once, too... Luckily I waass wearing my armor at the time so it wasn't too bad."
He sat down tentatively in a chair, and was surprised that it didn't break. He leaned back and fell over in it.
"Ow... I hate it when I do that. I need to be more careful about these sort of things."
He rises to his feet, rights his chair, and sits in it very safely and firmly, holding on to the table while he sits.
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Gil-Galad, The Last High Elven King
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