Don't ever do what I did and go looking for him, he's not much of a conversationalist ... maybe because he has the head of a moth. You know what? That's creepy as fuck, let me look at you!

[ He shudders off the mental imagery and wonders what's wrong with him, chatting away about monsters he has encountered when he has a naked Jester to wrap his arms around. Fjord does just that and tickles her sides, nuzzling low on her neck to avoid getting horned in the eye. ]