She was glad to know that they did not have to waste time with the fighter, and made sure she stuck out her tongue and lowered her ears towards him, before turning and following Venom on his way to Margrett.
Marg meanwhile had gotten the attention of the greater part of the crowd and they looked at her completely baffled. After an awkward moment, one of them spoke up, meekly. If that's even possible.
"Ummmm, you're talking to him."
The expressions showed that they had no damn clue what her problem was.
The man looks entirely distraught and shuffles in his pockets, pulling out small bills of paper with unusual symbols on them. He hands them to her, almost forcibly.
"You take, yes you take much paper. I so sorry yes, you see, the paper yes? Is good!"
A glance about showed most everyone holding some of these strange notes.
But meanwhile, someone burped. Loudly.
"'Scuse me. Your gnats are quite something else though. Exquisite."
Another burp. The parrot on her head shuffled, then cleared it's throat. It then swiveled, hung off her hair and looked her in the eyes with it's beaky little face.
"Mind not roughing him up any more? Most uncouth of you."
She stood next to Margrett, just as awestruck as she when the parrot spoke. She looked over at the papers. They seemed a bit familiar to her... She looked back at the parrot. If Margrett wasn't so busy with it, she would have surely stuffed it within her mouth already, she was starting to feel a little starved...
Post by Sir Kerag on Sept 10, 2011 11:42:10 GMT -5
"To say the least" Kerag spoke up. He carefully watched everything take place; his attention fixated on Margrett's conversation with the bloody parrot. He found it difficult to stifle his laughter, but he somehow controlled his composure and said little else, walking over to the Captain.
"Your orders Captain?" He grumbled, red eye glowing at the parrot.
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Post by Sir Kerag on Sept 10, 2011 12:03:34 GMT -5
Kerag, for all his bulk and might, almost jumped when he heard the unexpected voice behind him, Zaedus's hand on his shoulder. The orc turned and immediately recognized the Captain. It would be hard not to.
"Captain Zaedus!" Kerag said, saluting the Worgen.
"Understood Captain..." He jerked his thumb at the parrot, nodding to the pit. "We've discovered a fighting ring, foreigners using paper money for the bets, and apparently the bloody talking parrot is the boss of this operation." There was no hiding the humor in his voice, "Giving Margrett a hard time it looks like." He shrugged, red eye glowing.
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