Dragoncrest Cliffs relaxing opposites attracting

god, now he was coughing? choking? val was fully prepared to do a full behind-the-back tackle when quennell managed to eek out some words between whale fat. false alarm, not choking, val didn't kill him yet.

i be looking. val confirmed with a grim plop as he sat besides quennell. you be lookin' like shit, and talking like a drunk gull. in this, val imitated erzulie's accent perfectly. but as long as you manage to keep that down, val gesticulated to the marbled fat clutched between quennell's paws: i won't tattle.