[A seriously pissed off voice comes through the speaking stones at a volume that's probably painful.  There's enough honest threat in the tone to be rather unsettling.]

Hey, Storyteller!  I have a bone to pick with you!  One I'm going to beat you with afterward.  The only question is whether that bone is going to be ripped out of your body or if I'm going to find it elsewhere. 

[Jules has no idea if the Storyteller gets messages through the stones or not, but he's damn well going to try.]

Mm, yep. This sure is a tagcloud.