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“This is Grog......'s Oracle thingy where you can talk to me. Except I'm not here.
So talk to me on the Oracle thingy and I'll talk to you back another time.”
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[ *OOC NOTE: Grog is functionally illiterate, and uses the Oracle's text-to-speech option to read all incoming written communication. He'll either respond via video or voice, or he'll do his best to write something back. Just... don't expect perfect spelling or grammar. ]
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Mmm... I'm not so good with numbers. Prob'ly about the same.
[ He doesn't have much concept of how long ago six months would've been. It's hard, when he doesn't really know what six of anything is. ]
You got a nice castle, though. It's good that they got these places around for folks.
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She scooted into the kitchen and grabbed two mugs. On the counter was some meal Red Son must have made and left for others to partake in. ) You hungry? It's probably spicy as fuck, but usually edible.
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I could eat. Spiciness never bothered me none.
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I bet the shit Red Son actually eats would. It's hotter than the sun. Here. ( She handed him a bowl. ) Trade you. ( and took a mug in turn, leaving the bottles on the counter to meander toward the table and kick a chair out for Grog first. She sat down after.)
So, Grog. Besides drinking. What do you do for fun?
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I drink, I fight. I like to go to the house of lady favors, if ya know what I mean. But there ain't much o' those around here. [ He looks at the bun, licking his lips as he prepares to take a bite. ] Me'n my pals saved the world once er twice.
[ And then POP! In goes the bun......... Which is indeed Extremely Spicy. It may, in fact, be Too Spicy. But Grog doesn't want to admit it, so he just forcefully swallows, and reaches for his drink with a shaking hand, sweat dripping down his face. ]
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Night Sky has begun building a tolerance for spice thanks to her time spent with Red Son. That said, she was still wary enough that she only took the smallest of bites. ) You guys heroes or - Oh my gods.
( Bro. buddy. pal. ) Do you... do you need some milk?