"Elros! Good to see you, old friend!" He grabs the half-elf in a great big hug. "Let us sit and talk. Vermag, Aradra, please, come join us at the table of the Red Hand Society!" He indicates that large red handprint on the tabletop in front of him.
"Indeed, Elros, we had the most divine Frogs Legs with Golden Mushroom ever! I was just underground with my good friend Aradra, and we found a whole extra nest of frogs! They were too busy desperately trying to seduce the Granite Hierophant, when they were supposed to be supporting the Blood Goddess! Of course, we couldn't let such heresies stand, and Aradra and I, with the help of a few others, slaughtered them and their insect leader. Can you imagine that? Frogs, led by frog food? Stupid frogs. The insects were trying to slaughter a number of women I have claimed as my daughters. He convinced the Blood Goddess that he was on her side, but do you know how much blood is in an insect? Almost none, and it's the wrong color. Anyway, with the assistance of the Granite Hierophant, we utterly destroyed them all--don't worry, their legs were puny, they would have made bad Frogs Legs--and even the Blood Goddess was quite thankful. She too has seen the glory of the Red Hand!"
He turns to Aradra. "As you were curious, the Red Hand Society is a group of strong-willed people who are dedicated to the creation of a better world. Some strike with power, others from the shadows, and all in the name of the greater greatness. I was quite impressed with your skill with the bow. I would be honored to welcome you into the Society, if you wish!"