12-10-2014, 10:35 PM
Fawklin cracks a smile. "As long as you keep your thieving to the dead and lost I can't find a quarrel with you." He sticks out his hand in the fashion the Quill and Gherron embraced before, not truly understanding the gesture but trying to adapt to the new cultures he is meeting. The two shook hands, Apparently it's like some sort of greeting contest. "Well the two of us just had some SUB PAR TEA!" He said looking to the pale sky as if provoking a deity. "But I am sure we will find a Fu Hut or something in the next town or village."
The three started west again towards the giant metal gate at the horizon. "You said Quill that you like Gherron traveled the stars, but what of your home?"
The three started west again towards the giant metal gate at the horizon. "You said Quill that you like Gherron traveled the stars, but what of your home?"