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I'm glad the whole lot of ..that is over.
[Muttering in another language, a few residents might recognize it as Thalassian, others will just hear a very melodic string of what amounts to curse words and agitated nonsense.]
Fel, where is that damned bloodthistle...
Ah! There you are!
[There's an inhaling sound a short time later...and then an exhale that has the Elf calming down a little. He flips the communicator around, sitting on his pallet, in his home, petting what appears to be an invisible lapdog or something, a small cylinder of metal attached to a long tube in his mouth, leading to an intricate red bottle of some sort - nothing more than a glorified hookah, but one that seems to have the effect of calming him, if the smoke about him is of any indication.]
I've heard new voices on the buzz- ...communicator. While I can't really claim to be a scholar of this wretched hovel, it's been nearly a year, so I do know a few things, I-
[He pauses, those glowing green eyes widening a little, fingers delicately holding the mouthpiece away from his lips as he contemplates his own words.]
Very nearly a year...fel
[Muttering in another language, a few residents might recognize it as Thalassian, others will just hear a very melodic string of what amounts to curse words and agitated nonsense.]
Fel, where is that damned bloodthistle...
Ah! There you are!
[There's an inhaling sound a short time later...and then an exhale that has the Elf calming down a little. He flips the communicator around, sitting on his pallet, in his home, petting what appears to be an invisible lapdog or something, a small cylinder of metal attached to a long tube in his mouth, leading to an intricate red bottle of some sort - nothing more than a glorified hookah, but one that seems to have the effect of calming him, if the smoke about him is of any indication.]
I've heard new voices on the buzz- ...communicator. While I can't really claim to be a scholar of this wretched hovel, it's been nearly a year, so I do know a few things, I-
[He pauses, those glowing green eyes widening a little, fingers delicately holding the mouthpiece away from his lips as he contemplates his own words.]
Very nearly a year...fel