Nonlethal Force
First Post
Destiny comes late to breakfast, clearly having just risen from sleeping. She looks physically prepared to leave, but mentally still wishing she was back in bed. Pwent does not yet seem to have awakened yet - even withthe smell of food wafting through the halls.
A man wearing a relatively greasy gray apron smiles to Bahruul as he comments about the spiders. The man had been just finishing up a conversation with a young couple sitting at a small table with two chairs on the opposite side of the room. The three seemed to be concluding a friendly conversation. Upon hearing Bahruul's comment the man nods to the couple and begins to walk towards the party.
"Ain't got no spiders this morn. But what we do have is bacon and eggs. I can give 'em to ya scrambled with the bacon on the side, scrambled with the bacon mixed in, over easy with the bacon on the side, or in a big ole omlette loaded with cheese. And unless you want ale to drink in the morning, you'll have to settle for some of the strongest coffee around. I warn you, it'll put hair on your chest."
He looks to Bahruul's exposed hairy chest and seems to nearly regret adding that last comment.
As if to disguise his possible faux pas he adds, "Don't see many of your kind around the mining parts. If you'll forgive my boldness, might I ask where you come from?" He is clearly speaking about the Boes in reference to his comment.
A man wearing a relatively greasy gray apron smiles to Bahruul as he comments about the spiders. The man had been just finishing up a conversation with a young couple sitting at a small table with two chairs on the opposite side of the room. The three seemed to be concluding a friendly conversation. Upon hearing Bahruul's comment the man nods to the couple and begins to walk towards the party.
"Ain't got no spiders this morn. But what we do have is bacon and eggs. I can give 'em to ya scrambled with the bacon on the side, scrambled with the bacon mixed in, over easy with the bacon on the side, or in a big ole omlette loaded with cheese. And unless you want ale to drink in the morning, you'll have to settle for some of the strongest coffee around. I warn you, it'll put hair on your chest."
He looks to Bahruul's exposed hairy chest and seems to nearly regret adding that last comment.
As if to disguise his possible faux pas he adds, "Don't see many of your kind around the mining parts. If you'll forgive my boldness, might I ask where you come from?" He is clearly speaking about the Boes in reference to his comment.