Liddo | Bartering Hall | Mid-Afternoon Interactions: Lysander @JJ "Did you, uh... did you need help with something?" Lysander asked. Liddo blinked. He could only bring himself to openly stare at Lysander in shock and wonder. He...he didn't outright scorn him? That was odd. The Amalgy had never seen a friendly Human before and now he had the honor of speaking with one. He grew a bit anxious though--what if this was a trick? A fluke? Certainly, he'd say something beyond confusing and scare him off, right? Liddo didn't want that to happen. He nodded and continued fussing with his fingers, the tips turning a tad purple from the attention. "A thousand brushes to your skies," he greeted, "I...my Master Pyphreos." Liddo's brow scrunched up; he tried his best to speak logically, but the effort was already making his head ache. "He calls for, um..." Again, he thought hard to grasp the right words; however, the strain proved to be too much and he gave in with a soft sigh. He placed his palms flat to his own chest and looked at Lysander. "A story lulls us to a new oblivion, but sleep is no good. I've walked in slumber many suns and moons, to feed my eaters as they feed on me." He raised a single finger, something hopeful glimmering in his eyes. "As one eater says: wonderful opportunity. Quokoma name cleared."
.... That's mean.... OH wait, I'm a Troll in training. LOLWHATADOUCHE. *LOOKS UP AT DARKNESS FOR APPROVAL*
