08-13-2014, 03:22 PM
A few drops of the drink landed on his white skin. That had the kelpie giggling a little as the few drops fizzed, so green against the fishy, untouched by the sun, part of him. "Yeah I like green. Green like the kelp in my pond." He nodded to himself and glanced up at the ogre, well he thought the burly grey skinned man was an ogre.
The kelpie licked his lips at the mention of food. "I wouldn't mind nachos. No need for everything to be green though." He chuckled a bit. Maybe he could play a trick on the bartender? Frewen tilted his head and considered the idea. Probably not the right time ... And until he knew if the bartender was just the bartender, then probably not the brightest of ideas either. He needed to get in good with the owner, so he could come back again if he wanted to, and not get into too much trouble if he played tricks on people.
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