11-30-2015, 01:20 PM
Ishtaar looks over to Swiggins as he starts to talk, and gives a friendly smile.
"Na tha I hear 'bout this ale, mayhaps I'll visit more oft," he remarks, giving a smirk. He gives Swiggins a nod as he turns to go back to his work and looks back to Dandelion.
"Antioch be shite. Use ta be quite nice place fer Drael ta live an be way from folk tha nae like we kind. Turned we insular, an untrustin'. Then a demon burst up, tha were nae any fun. Many folk be lookin' ta betray each o'er an' play a tight politics game... It ain't fer me. I be much rather settlin' troubles o'er a fine ale, rather tha a knife ta someone's throat in tha dark."
"Na tha I hear 'bout this ale, mayhaps I'll visit more oft," he remarks, giving a smirk. He gives Swiggins a nod as he turns to go back to his work and looks back to Dandelion.
"Antioch be shite. Use ta be quite nice place fer Drael ta live an be way from folk tha nae like we kind. Turned we insular, an untrustin'. Then a demon burst up, tha were nae any fun. Many folk be lookin' ta betray each o'er an' play a tight politics game... It ain't fer me. I be much rather settlin' troubles o'er a fine ale, rather tha a knife ta someone's throat in tha dark."