*Roly stirs, feeling quite sunshiney and bunnies this fine day. He hops down, waves merrily to everyone and heads out into the courtyard*
"Hahaha, by the Dread Wolf indeed, eh Volus boy??"
"For Ferelden, for the Grey Warden licking your lamppost! You lucky nug humper!"
"Ooooh, Queen Anora gonna kick your assbiscuit!"
"Clackity, clackity, cl... wait, no, you got plenty of padding..."
*Roly looks around in confusion, then suddenly squeals in surprise*
Gah! Minaeve, what in the blazes, don't pinch me there!
Aeeeeyyy! Makers balls, you crazy KE trainer lady, get the hell away from me!
*A poor waitress gets knocked over, her tray flying as Roly barrels back into the "safety" of Cabot's Bar & Grill*
Cabot, what the hell is wrong with everybody?!
*Cabot, in a now well practices move, just points to the mirror behind the bar* "And be sure to spin around and check your asschaps too, beach ball"
*Roly looks in the mirror and slowly rotates, reading all of the graffiti his dear friends gifted him with overnight*
Cabot, just give me a big bottle. I'm gonna go sit in the corner where I can keep an eye on everyone. Gonna be a long day...
