Bristleback

Could have offered me a swig afore dying.

Bury me quills down, so's to poke the devil.

Oh, pardon my quills.

Time to meet that maker of yours.

So little and weak, you know I almost feel guilty. Almost.

Never did like knights.

Part dragon, all dead.

Wha…what's that you said. No, I don't speak chimey bell talk.

It's hard being uglier than me, Slardar, but you did pull it off, mate. Hats off to ya.