[Charlenor's caught by A Perfectly Ordinary Surveyor while working on figuring out what to do with a particularly interesting drink he's found. The bottle's clear, and the liquid inside swirls a myriad of different colors! Is he supposed to look at it or drink it?? It's not Arcwine, that's for sure!
And then there's a naga, and for a long, loooong silent moment he considers this, looking thoroughly taken aback. The snake part looks.. snakey as it should but the top part looks outright human, if oddly colored did some human breed with a naga-- no that doesn't bear thinking about.]
I, ah. ...Y.. yes? I suppose so? May I ask one in return?
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And then there's a naga, and for a long, loooong silent moment he considers this, looking thoroughly taken aback. The snake part looks.. snakey as it should but the top part looks outright human, if oddly colored did some human breed with a naga-- no that doesn't bear thinking about.]
I, ah. ...Y.. yes? I suppose so? May I ask one in return?