[color=007236][center]Lob[/center][/color]
[center][b][color=007236]Location:[/color][/b] The Inn
[b][color=007236]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Sona, Sundos, Ash, Kyra[/center]

[color=cf5300]“Is he always like this??”[/color]
Savage underbite widens into a toothsome display as he nods vigorously.
[color=007236]Yes! Lob speak good, Lob good. Lob Dogride[/color]
He looked to the shaman and nodded in agreement as if he understood what was said.
[color=007236]"One, bad. One, cage. Many good, no cage."[/color]
When Ash's other half came in, he lit up like a puppy with a howl to let everyone know Kyra was back
[color=007236]"KyyYyyRRrrRRaaAAaa..."[/color]
He got off his place by the fire for her to take, but she found another spot for herself so he went back to it to keep rubbing ash on himself to dry off. 
[color=007236]Orcs, smell orcs, find orcs. Find town, not town, ash town. Guard find lob, take lob, lob cage, two moon. [/color]
And with that his heroic epic comes to a close as another bowl of food is set down near him so he begins to go at it with the same gusto as Ash and about the same amount of manners. The mention of bard had lob look up with that same underbite grin as he remembers sana's gypsy dancing and the shiny outfit (or lack thereof) they rescued her in.
[color=007236]"Bard, good, dance dance, shake shake, coin coin."[/color]
He wiped the dripping gravy from his face with a massive hand, then licked his palm clean and started to lick the bowl as others shared stories.