[ It's meant to be an insult but just comes out fondly annoyed; nothing barbed that he says comes out quite the same anymore. Fjord is eager to dump his stuff and get comfortable, starting to sweat under his cloak as the sun beams down from a cloudless sky, glinting off all of Molly's hornwear. There are more tieflings here than in Rosohna, the majority decked out like flashy cousins of the perky lavender brat at Fjord's side, and more than a few wink and coo the way of some of the Nein, laughing as they pass.
Maybe bringing Molly here will recharge him so much he'll explode from joy, no more moping about in kitchens.
When a human starts to fall into step with Molly and ask if he's free for the night, Fjord reaches over Molly's head to shove the guy away, back into the throngs of people along the wharf. ]
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[ It's meant to be an insult but just comes out fondly annoyed; nothing barbed that he says comes out quite the same anymore. Fjord is eager to dump his stuff and get comfortable, starting to sweat under his cloak as the sun beams down from a cloudless sky, glinting off all of Molly's hornwear. There are more tieflings here than in Rosohna, the majority decked out like flashy cousins of the perky lavender brat at Fjord's side, and more than a few wink and coo the way of some of the Nein, laughing as they pass.
Maybe bringing Molly here will recharge him so much he'll explode from joy, no more moping about in kitchens.
When a human starts to fall into step with Molly and ask if he's free for the night, Fjord reaches over Molly's head to shove the guy away, back into the throngs of people along the wharf. ]
No, thank you, he's busy.