[Sitting on the edge of the thermal pools is Grapple, a sombre expression on her face and her journal in her hand.]
Y'know, I never had much of a home. And whatever I find I kinda just... lose again. Kinda getting sick of it.
[Welp, someone is feeling down. She sighs and forces herself to pep up a bit.]
Still, I'm alive. Saved again from whatever the
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[Don't mind that fact that he's already drinking.]
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[For now, Grapple plans on marinating in the pools for a while.]
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What've you been up to, Kevas? Aside from drinking the Keep dry.
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Hey, what language is that you're speaking anyway? I know a few and yours isn't anything like the ones I know.
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[Grapple changes from English to German.]
It's pretty cool how these things handle languages. Better to keep speaking your own when you can so you don't lose it.
...I keep forgetting you're a troll.
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Can't just let it got to waste. Especially since I'm the only one left.
[He chuckles.]
Well ladymon, you're the only one.
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[Take that as you will, Kevas.]
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[He much rather has his daughter than some troll, but he keeps that to himself. The mood is falling enough as is.]
But for what it's worth I know how you feel.
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Uh... Right.
[As of late, her attempts at helping people don't seem to be working. Grapple is finally starting to register this as fact.]
Sorry, I guess. Heh.
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But if you're curious I can try teaching you a some Zandali.
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And then you'd have someone to speak it with.
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