26.Feb.13, 12:13 AM
A'liran quickly scowled. "Oh yeah....That," he said with disdain, stroking Lump in an almost sinister manner as he recalled the events. "...Ast and I were out flying," he began without hesitation, leaving out the fact that he was scouting out D'hys for some fun at the time. "...We passed over D'ren's hut, where we saw some people crowded around the door."
He leaned closer, eyes fixed on B'jin with intense hatred, though of course the hate wasn't actually focused at B'jin. It was all on S'kef and Z'ia, those disgusting bastards! "It was Z'ia and some candidate...That harper who came over with us during the plague." What was his name again, Nejerc? "They were pokin' around, looking for clues about the poisoning. It was pretty stupid, but I was curious so I landed."
He sneered. "Nejerc looked like he was serious, but Z'ia went in there and styarted bouncing on the bed and shit. Then D'hys showed up and was like 'Hey, let's all fuck on D'ren's bed!'," he said, shaking his head. Lump squeaked his disapproval. "So I stayed at the door...I don't really know why, I guess hoping to bring em to their senses. But then Tyrrisath showed up..."
Shards, he could still remember how terrified his poor Astoreth had been! His hands shook, and Lump squeaked softly. "....Fucker lashed us all for it. Lined us up on the wall and got us all one by one. I didn't walk right for a fucking week. I hate him."
He leaned closer, eyes fixed on B'jin with intense hatred, though of course the hate wasn't actually focused at B'jin. It was all on S'kef and Z'ia, those disgusting bastards! "It was Z'ia and some candidate...That harper who came over with us during the plague." What was his name again, Nejerc? "They were pokin' around, looking for clues about the poisoning. It was pretty stupid, but I was curious so I landed."
He sneered. "Nejerc looked like he was serious, but Z'ia went in there and styarted bouncing on the bed and shit. Then D'hys showed up and was like 'Hey, let's all fuck on D'ren's bed!'," he said, shaking his head. Lump squeaked his disapproval. "So I stayed at the door...I don't really know why, I guess hoping to bring em to their senses. But then Tyrrisath showed up..."
Shards, he could still remember how terrified his poor Astoreth had been! His hands shook, and Lump squeaked softly. "....Fucker lashed us all for it. Lined us up on the wall and got us all one by one. I didn't walk right for a fucking week. I hate him."