No, see, the other alien put on some smooth jazz and slipped its—
[It is precisely this point when the fussbudget turns up. Richie claps the trap and clasps his palms together with feigned angelics. Point taken though, this is the library. He shares a private smirk with Dorian as they leave, popping his tongue into his cheek to make a suggestive bulge. Blink and you'll miss it, and turned specifically to the side so the kid and the lady aren't privy.
He likes this guy. Dorian may be several laps behind the times, but he's got gumption and a proper sense of fun.]
it used to be an honor in some cultures, particularly if you had a swell deal in the afterlife for corking it in this one. In some of them you were told you'd get to become a god yourself.
That's a hell of an incentive to a barbarian if you ask me.
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[It is precisely this point when the fussbudget turns up. Richie claps the trap and clasps his palms together with feigned angelics. Point taken though, this is the library. He shares a private smirk with Dorian as they leave, popping his tongue into his cheek to make a suggestive bulge. Blink and you'll miss it, and turned specifically to the side so the kid and the lady aren't privy.
He likes this guy. Dorian may be several laps behind the times, but he's got gumption and a proper sense of fun.]
it used to be an honor in some cultures, particularly if you had a swell deal in the afterlife for corking it in this one. In some of them you were told you'd get to become a god yourself.
That's a hell of an incentive to a barbarian if you ask me.