liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
"You'd be surprised how easy it is," Neron says with a small smile. "It becomes more of an exact science than a taste test. No one ever complained about my drinks, anyway." And if in doubt, just serve it neat. "I'd be happy or teach you if you did want to take my offer up." Because in the Launceleyn's opinion, it would be his bar at that point. Sunjata just happened to name it. (And a bunch of other stuff that he's pretending isn't important).
He follows her pebble down into the deep with his eyes, tilting his head to listen out for a plunk! that never comes. "A monster in a cave, mm? The Hollowed Grounds seems to have a lot of those," he remarks. "And you can't just zap things and disappear. Ascended can be whatever any other race can be. You just have to know the right people."
Would he go, though? "Depends. I've done a lot of escaping death lately. As long as there's enough of us to put up a fight, I might give it a shot."
He follows her pebble down into the deep with his eyes, tilting his head to listen out for a plunk! that never comes. "A monster in a cave, mm? The Hollowed Grounds seems to have a lot of those," he remarks. "And you can't just zap things and disappear. Ascended can be whatever any other race can be. You just have to know the right people."
Would he go, though? "Depends. I've done a lot of escaping death lately. As long as there's enough of us to put up a fight, I might give it a shot."
Neron
