Ruth snorted. “I doubt it. We’re two grumpy bastards who share a drink on occasion. And on some occasions he stops people from killing my smart ass.” The elf shrugged, a heavy sigh exhaled while an errant thought crept in and wouldn’t let up. “Did shock the shit out of him the first time, mind. He’s a decent healer, I suppose.” High praise from the dale. Not many garnered a kind word, more likely a backhanded comment or insult was the norm.
His grin returned some as Zevran made mention of dessert. “I’ll bare that in mind,” he’d chuckle. “Oh… he joined us at cards one time. My crew was in Antiva for a job. I was.. Wasted, and high. I may have gave him a big snog and then… started a fight.” He had the good grace to look a tad sheepish, he was never good at behaving, or keeping a standard for himself. “No-one died, it was actually a bit fun. Until the Koss sent someone through the bar itself. Then it got a bit hairy with the dwarf.”
His grin returned some as Zevran made mention of dessert. “I’ll bare that in mind,” he’d chuckle. “Oh… he joined us at cards one time. My crew was in Antiva for a job. I was.. Wasted, and high. I may have gave him a big snog and then… started a fight.” He had the good grace to look a tad sheepish, he was never good at behaving, or keeping a standard for himself. “No-one died, it was actually a bit fun. Until the Koss sent someone through the bar itself. Then it got a bit hairy with the dwarf.”
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