𝕎𝕖𝕨 𝕃𝕒𝕕! came the sarcastic shout from Vark after the foreigner's tirade. "That's some bloody gay shit you just said, but we'll get it better; 'sides our party needs a bard or talker of sorts." he said, before receiving a call. "Yes mom. Yes, I'll get you the rings of nibellung. Yes I told Wotan - no I won't call him dad - I'd have his sword back, but the door to Walahalla was locked last time. Mom fuck off." he finished before putting it away and glaring at those around him. "Anyway, I recorded all of that and what you said will be a good copy-pasta, on par with the one about traps not being gay perhaps! I shall post this very soon, get quite a few keks from the others I shall."
He tapped his staff on the floor to have his sword appear in his hand, and giggle a little. "Right lads, let's fuck 'em up!" he shouted, to run out and somehow also shoot his gun at the same time despite arms being occuppied. After a minute or two he returned realizing that once again he left without much of a cause.
"Alright, so where are we starting? Let's go perhaps to some hospitals and orphanages and such and ask about some babies arriving under suspicious circumstances; true it'll take too long to wait for a hero to mature but if this hero has some heirlooms we can take his shit that'll help us fight the overlord, right? Or any other ideas?"
He tapped his staff on the floor to have his sword appear in his hand, and giggle a little. "Right lads, let's fuck 'em up!" he shouted, to run out and somehow also shoot his gun at the same time despite arms being occuppied. After a minute or two he returned realizing that once again he left without much of a cause.
"Alright, so where are we starting? Let's go perhaps to some hospitals and orphanages and such and ask about some babies arriving under suspicious circumstances; true it'll take too long to wait for a hero to mature but if this hero has some heirlooms we can take his shit that'll help us fight the overlord, right? Or any other ideas?"

