Ooh! Al Lowe
and Jules! *watches*
LOL!!! This entire scene is ridiculously funny.
Some call him Peter the Great Hero. Who personally slew a dragon.
"If you ever have need of my ... goods ... they're all yours."
"Did you see that, Grayson? She offered me her goods."
Peter, for gawd's sake ...
Oh dear ... the white-suited gentleman. Is that Al? I can't hear the first sentence he says. "I saw you shopping for mimes you knew?"
Then he says "You know I can help you", and Grayson says "Help me? How?"
Plant seeds ... smile at one and wink at another. Uh-huh.
Again, I don't understand - when this white-suited man says "Are you paying attention?", does Grayson say "Yes, Mr. Head"?
Eye contact, smile, pay attention ... hmm-mm.
"OK, where did you come up with this advice? The Player Society?"
"Sorry, I was just watching Peter. He really is attractive, isn't he?" / "Oh, *bleep* Dammit..."
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Monkey Hands?
A cavern full of strong, powerful kobolds ... with giant pet ants. Kobolds with formian slaves? Um. Why doesn't this make any sense? Because it's Peter?
The kobolds would ride them.
A barbarian had a plan ...
Not even my great skills, as the best known ranger throughout all the lands, could save them.
Peter, just ... stop talking.
Please. You're making my head hurt. Now I see why Grayson can't stand you.
Monkey hands escaped. Why am I not surprised.
A priestess of ... um, a god. You don't say.
It was Peter's great skill that allowed them to escape. And they met that woman talking to Grayson - and she had nothing to do with their escape, it was all Peter.
Somehow, if Aimee hears any of this, I think she'd kick Peter's butt.
One day they stopped hearing from Evil Foo, it was really really weird ... (it's because you gave her money and she ran off with it, Peter!)
Oh dear... *head-desks repeatedly* Peter,
please stop. Is he done yet? Nope ...
By the way, why is Peter constantly doing the "angry" animation from NWN while talking to the ladies? Is he angry at them?
Thanks, Tawm. Loved Peter's rambling story. Reminded me of Grandpa Simpson and his stories that don't go anywhere. "So Grayson and I tied our weapons to our belts, which was the style at the time..."