Dragoncrest Cliffs Article I: Bros before Ho’s

Vercingetorix was, in fact, patrolling, and unfortunately in a stormy mood. He lifted his head at the call and grimaced to see Vonnaruil headed his way, looking chipper as ever. He would have greeted him with the same enthusiasm had things not been so absolutely shit-fucking-tastic lately.

As it was, though--

What's up, man? he asked, voice tinged with weariness. He watched carefully to see if the pale man stopped short of the border; a toe too close and his pelt might bristle unintentionally. Like a porcupine, hoppin' mad. You still with the Var-whatever? Or have you finally come to your senses and want to join the kru?