Old Fezziwig
Thanks for the sour persimmons, cousin.
Khajom nods as Truthspeaker finishes talking and takes the maps from her. "Thank you. I appreciate this." After committing them to memory, he hands them to Pyior.
In response to Pyior's desire to learn some of the rhodin language...
"I actually know some small snippets of rhodin. Simple phrases, useful phrases. I learned them hunting. Let me know if you'd like to go over them with me. Rhodin is a nuanced language. A stress in the wrong place can ruin your intended meaning easily." Khajom grins widely, his teeth gleaming.
In response to Pyior's desire to learn some of the rhodin language...
"I actually know some small snippets of rhodin. Simple phrases, useful phrases. I learned them hunting. Let me know if you'd like to go over them with me. Rhodin is a nuanced language. A stress in the wrong place can ruin your intended meaning easily." Khajom grins widely, his teeth gleaming.