[ He would have liked to meet Vax before the whole Raven Bitch fiasco happened. Any scowl he shares with Keyleth over the dreary goddess evaporates as he clears his throat. ]
I know, yep. I, uh. I wasn't sure, what with all the ... shake ups going on in your group, you know, how you were feeling. This is your tour of the ship, after all, not just places Vax hangs out.
[ I really appreciate you. He's not sure why, so he clears his throat and starts pointing out all the parts of the ship from bow to poop, jokes included, and describes how all the sails have to be unrigged at the same time when they set sail (it's more than his player knows).
[ Still inside the time limit of ten minutes, he nods and hops off the crow's nest to fly down to the deck. ]
You want to go all the way to the bottom first? It's kind of smelly down there.
[ The cargo access stairs lead down into the gun deck, a relatively well-lit and large space with cannons lining the sides. The wood is a warm light brown, worn and creaking with the water, but streaked in bright sunshine through the portholes. ]
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that sounds like him. he was always sort of like that, you know, even before she got to him.
[that's probably the most vitriol fjord ever has or ever will hear in her voice, that "she".]
oh. it's okay. we're...I mean, he is my boyfriend, Fjord.
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I know, yep. I, uh. I wasn't sure, what with all the ... shake ups going on in your group, you know, how you were feeling. This is your tour of the ship, after all, not just places Vax hangs out.
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[she offers him a little smile]
I know, it's okay. you're great, I hope you know that.
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[ He chuckles, trying to disarm his own awkwardness. ]
I haven't even made poop-deck jokes yet.
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[she giggles again. it feels good to relax.]
oh, I can't wait for that.
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[ I really appreciate you. He's not sure why, so he clears his throat and starts pointing out all the parts of the ship from bow to poop, jokes included, and describes how all the sails have to be unrigged at the same time when they set sail (
it's more than his player knows).There's a lot more to see beneath the deck.
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okay! let's go!
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You want to go all the way to the bottom first? It's kind of smelly down there.
[ The cargo access stairs lead down into the gun deck, a relatively well-lit and large space with cannons lining the sides. The wood is a warm light brown, worn and creaking with the water, but streaked in bright sunshine through the portholes. ]