[color=8dc73f][h2]Baulder[/h2][/color]

Baulder shoveled some more pig into his mouth and with barely having chewed it he tried to take a bite out of a chunk of bread. But he found his mouth too full so he began swallowing half of the barely chewed pork to make room for the bread. He was engaged in a very delicate dance of not choking to death on his food when E'nasha abruptly sat down across from him. Baulder tried to respond to her greeting but he half choked for a second before the meat lodged itself in his throat and with eyes bulging had to attempt to work the food out of his throat and into his stomach. He put the back of his wet hand to his mouth as he worked the last bit of his food down. Finally clearing the chamber Baulder managed to get out a "[color=8dc73f]M-morning, 'Nasha. The... mission board.[/color]" Baulder then had to force down a his food in his throat again before he was able to finish his sentence. Baulder's eyes began to swell a bit as he blinked having finally forced the food into submission in his stomach. Baulder let out a ragged laugh at the stubborn defiance of the pork to actually stay in his stomach.

"[color=8dc73f]I was saying, have you seen the board thing?[/color] Baulder paused for a moment, he remembered something. Etiquette or  something, what was it? Ask them how they are? Something like that right, that's what the other people did he thought. "[color=8dc73f]H-hhhow are you.... this morning? It's still morning right?[/color]" Baulder didn't actually mean to say the last part out loud, his thoughts sort of slipped into his speech there. Biting his lip then eating, an albiet smaller portion of food, Baulder half waited for a response before with part of his mouth still having food in it saying. "[color=8dc73f]Are you going to the Yasomere place or the Darkjnel thing. I don't know which one to choose.[/color]" Baulder said before stuffing more food into his mouth in an attempt to hide from asking any more questions. He wasn't sure how he felt about this "etiquette" thing.