'There once was a beast of the wood,
With a beak, and it rarely stood good.
With feathers and fur,
It makes quite a stir,
And eats adventurers, just as it should.'
- A Bard's Tale (Volume IV)
"FASSSCINATING." snapped the snake-woman to no one and everyone at once.
"Now. Before your jolly reunion getsss any more out of hand, doesss any. Of. You. Ssspeak Elvisssh?!" feeling particularly unhelpful the bard tilted his head.
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Pedin i-lamath pΓ’n no minno." spoke the very much elvish speaking half-elf, which for those who could verily speak and understand the tongue quite literally meant
'I speak the common tongue only.' hopefully the sarcasm wasn't completely lost on Sshizna though Gabe wouldn't be too hard-pressed if she took umbrage he quite liked seeing her get annoyed. Chuckling to himself he glanced to Jub and Brutrumukk both of which had been yammering in their own rather harsh language with the addition of yet another of their ilk
'Birds of a feather tend to flock together I guess.' Gabe mused to himself, the big one who called themself Voth though was much quieter than...Well to think of it Gabe never knew many bugbears to begin with.
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Or you know...We could probably just leave the giant likely-to-eat-us owlbear alone? Saves us our rat-Oh okay then guess we're just throwing away perfectly good food?" Gabriel huffed a sigh, eyes fixed on the owlbear. Between the fact that whoever in the Nine Hells had been able to handle this beast was carried off by some likely even worse beast Gabe would have much preferred dealing with neither and much less the fact the beast seemed to very much not want them to come near it.