"IsiDOR?" Harrowheart asks in the half-yell of a man losing his hearing in a loud crowd. It only occurs to him what he's just shouted long after he says it, and he forces an uncomfortable laugh as he looks around.
"I meant SISADOR! Ssis... Sister! My SISTER! Anna! The blonde lady I came with!"
He pats Oraskis' chest and keeps looking around as if it were the seer who just made that blunder. There there, Raskis, everything will be fine and no one will remember this tomorrow.
"She's probably asleep by now, she can't stay up late too much or she turns into Crazy Anna. She's real nice though! Except when she's not."
Chuckling lowly he tries to wink at Oraskis, but it comes off more like a drunken half-blink. "Nicer than Poenia anyway. Did you know she's your daughter? I never woulda guessed!"
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Date: 2017-10-16 01:28 pm (UTC)"I meant SISADOR! Ssis... Sister! My SISTER! Anna! The blonde lady I came with!"
He pats Oraskis' chest and keeps looking around as if it were the seer who just made that blunder. There there, Raskis, everything will be fine and no one will remember this tomorrow.
"She's probably asleep by now, she can't stay up late too much or she turns into Crazy Anna. She's real nice though! Except when she's not."
Chuckling lowly he tries to wink at Oraskis, but it comes off more like a drunken half-blink. "Nicer than Poenia anyway. Did you know she's your daughter? I never woulda guessed!"