[superhell pcs] w3 curfew

[voidshift]

shitpost later maybe

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[onlythans]

Salud.

[No contest. He does not trifle with elves as they are far too inclined to metamorphose into Fucking Elves™ on a moment's notice. Down the hatch it goes.]

Mm. I daresay this could rival a dwarven espresso con panna.

[He says that like it's a compliment, but who the fuck knows how WOW elves feel about dwarves.]

[voidshift]

Do dwarves often make coffee, where you come from? Ours usually prefer beer.

[he looks satisfied that thancred's drinking it, though.]

[onlythans]

As I understand it, they offer it for the poor unsuspecting travelers that they welcome to their cities and promptly drink under the table should they be fool enough to stay the night.

[Dwarves, man.]

So, I've sampled it a few times, myself.

[voidshift]

Well, don't just admit to it like that, you could just as easily say you won and we'd never know.

[onlythans]

I've known all along you were insufferable, Rynlan, but I had no idea you were gullible too. Could I really spin you any tall tale and you'd believe it?

[voidshift]

This is how fiction works, Thancred, a little less factual accuracy makes for a better story sometimes.

[onlythans]

Then shall I sing for you a merry song of the time I treated with pixies and fuath, all leading up to an audience with the right honorable king of the fae, and of the bonny lass that dethroned them and won the right to be king herself?

[Is he kidding? Who can say.]

[voidshift]

Depends entirely on how well you can sing.

[onlythans]

A demonstration I'll reserve for later, then. You're liable to swoon.