Awkward IC conversations between the Dawn Priest and the friendly local orc grunt, Zedahkal. Andreo has this bad habit of shoving his foot in his mouth without realizing it.
[Andreo]: How did I used to word it to people, um... I'd give a devilsaur time if it could give me an interesting conversation? Distinctions hardly matter. Zedahkal raises his eyebrow inquisitively at you. [Zedahkal]: ...I don't think that's something I needed to picture. Andreo blinks blankly. "I- oh. Oh, that is not quite how I meant that." [Andreo]: That's... ack. I suddenly need to find a new comparison. [Zedahkal]: ...Do you use that one often? Andreo shakes his head. "It doesn't come up much, but usually worked to get the point across that I never much cared who or what I was talking to." [Zedahkal]: Oh, good. [Zedahkal]: I thought you were telling everyone that you wanted to sleep with a devilsaur. Andreo shakes his head in a shallow, rapid motion. [Andreo]: I don't really- never, um. Andreo blinks twice. "I don't really... touch... people. Or devilsaurs. Particularly not in that manner!" [Zedahkal]: ...Yeah. [Zedahkal]: Right. [Zedahkal]: How did we get on this topic. [Andreo]: I have no idea but we should probably talk about honor or something before my ears end up the same color as my robes. [Zedahkal]: Right. Yeah. [Zedahkal]: That sounds like a plan. [Zedahkal]: I think I'd rather be tried for treason for talking dissent than heard talking about that again, so.
