#fellow hunter

[img: Vivec floats in his cross-legged and bejeweled glory, half shiny blue, half shiny gold, all gaudy. Overlain dialogue dots his surroundings and his hands hold the words “such” and “salt.”

Box 1:

Fellow Hunter / the bouncy ball bandit: your reward was handing out party favors

Vedis: and vague honor

V: oh no

V: it’s marriage

V: oh it’s just championing

V: eternal servitude

V: my reward

TB3: yeah I’d rather have the party favors or money tbh

Box 2:

FTB3: he doesn’t want to sully his fancy paint or bejeweled crotch by touching common peasants

V: loLLLL

V: I have leapt all over him

V: my feetses have mussed his divine makeup

Box 3:

TB3 (whispers): it’s kind of a stupid appearsance tbh

Box 4:

V (OOC): and this game is pre-skyrim

V: Vivec sure is trusting

V: hey outlander I’ve known you a week

V: I believe in you enough

V: to let you use the thing that poisoned me

V: again

Box 5: