[Regifortis]

Tobias looked to the man who came stomping over to him. Was he really throwing a fit over this? But as insistent as the man was, even getting close to a live chainsaw, Tobias supposed a bit of dialogue was in order. He didn't relish the idea of threatening people, demented though they might be. He turned off the chainsaw so both of them could hear better.

Tobias looked over the man in detail. Very clean logger's outfit. Too clean. Must be some city slicker foreman.

"Lookee here, Hoot an' Holler." He gestured with the chainsaw easily. "I ain't from the city or nothin', but I know y'all need a permit to go 'round claimin' trees fer yer own. And frankly, I ain't got the foggiest why yer not tryin' to claim more of--" Tobias made a wide wave in the direction of the pine tree forests running up the slope of the valley, all claimed by royalty of some variety "...ALL that there lumber. Iffen yer Dragon King or whoever wants this land, he made a sour choice. Look how long it's taking me to bring this fucker down!"

He started up the chainsaw again, ignoring the indignance on the loud man's face.

"Shoulda been two minutes, it's turnin' out to be ten!" Shouting over a chainsaw was nothing new to him. "It'll only make good fer firewood. I'd take from them there pines myself iffen I could, but me and my family just want to make it thru winter!"