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<blockquote data-quote="Corinthi" data-source="post: 1171171" data-attributes="member: 8272">*Darthallys, already privately and not so privately lamenting the need to backtrack to the caverns, almost misses Phaern's questioning look. Blinking, he looks down at himself, then back up at Phaern again before his eyes widen in understanding as he gestures toward Indacalis.* &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Ooooohhhh... You don't know the pup yet. Yeah...that's one on me too. His name is Indacalis, and he's apparently a Greenbond who had the same visions we did, except he saw us and we didn't see him. Cursed if I know why. Course, I'm more than happy to travel with a Greenbond, seeing as I have this unforetunately knack to get myself into fight for no good reason. For instance, I've been fighting down the urge to go beat that smelly ruffian unconscious just so I can drown him in a bathtub all night.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *Darthallys nods his head toward a burly looking chap sitting a table or two over who smells like most hard working humans in this world do...bad. And, of course, being Darthallys, he doesn't lower his voice one whit while proclaiming his violent desires toward the burly, if malodorous, human.*&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;And before you get started, Atlas, I'm kidding about the drowning part. As if I'd soil perfectly good bathwater with the unconscious form of a onion eater who doesn't understand why other people feel a need to wash thier hindquarters after making waste.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; *It should come as no surprise to anyone that Darthallys motions to the bar wench for a refill.*</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Corinthi, post: 1171171, member: 8272"] *Darthallys, already privately and not so privately lamenting the need to backtrack to the caverns, almost misses Phaern's questioning look. Blinking, he looks down at himself, then back up at Phaern again before his eyes widen in understanding as he gestures toward Indacalis.* "Ooooohhhh... You don't know the pup yet. Yeah...that's one on me too. His name is Indacalis, and he's apparently a Greenbond who had the same visions we did, except he saw us and we didn't see him. Cursed if I know why. Course, I'm more than happy to travel with a Greenbond, seeing as I have this unforetunately knack to get myself into fight for no good reason. For instance, I've been fighting down the urge to go beat that smelly ruffian unconscious just so I can drown him in a bathtub all night." *Darthallys nods his head toward a burly looking chap sitting a table or two over who smells like most hard working humans in this world do...bad. And, of course, being Darthallys, he doesn't lower his voice one whit while proclaiming his violent desires toward the burly, if malodorous, human.* "And before you get started, Atlas, I'm kidding about the drowning part. As if I'd soil perfectly good bathwater with the unconscious form of a onion eater who doesn't understand why other people feel a need to wash thier hindquarters after making waste." *It should come as no surprise to anyone that Darthallys motions to the bar wench for a refill.* [/QUOTE]

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