Half-Witch

“‘Thrilling’ is when awful things happen to someone else,” Strix said. “‘Horrible’ is when they happen to you.”

“Escort these three to the Margrave’s office,” Bellows said. “If they do anything suspicious, defenestrate them immediately.”
They set off up the stairs. “What does ‘defenestrate’ mean?” Lizbet whispered to Fudge.
“It means to throw someone out of a window,” Fudge said.

You get to do whatever you want. See? It’s gonna be great.”
“Whatever I want?”
“The sky’s the limit. Go nuts.”
Lizbet thought about this. “Can I steal someone’s horse?” she asked.
“You bet!”
“But you said that everyone gets to do whatever they want.”
“So?”
“So I get to steal a horse, but the man I steal it from doesn’t get what he wants.”
“He just has to steal it back from you. See how it works?”
“Then I don’t get what I want.”
“So steal it from him again!”
“That’s ridiculous,” Lizbet said. “No one’s going to want to spend their time stealing each other’s horses back and forth. I liked it the old way.”
“All right, maybe we haven’t thrashed out the details yet,” Belial said. He sounded peeved. “I guess there’ll have to be some compromises, for practicality’s sake. In the meantime, just figure out stuff for yourself. Check back with us, we’ll probably have some rules posted in a week or two.”