DOES CARPET SELLER VALSIN NEED A MAN OF INFLUENCE?

[THUNDERLIPS!]

THUNDERLIPS! NEEDS A NEW HOME AFTER TRADE PRINCESS TELL THUNDERLIPS! HE NO LONGER HAS A PLACE IN SO CALLED EXCHANGE.

ALLOW THUNDERLIPS! TO INTRODUCE HIMSELF. I AM A DANGEROUSLY CURIOUS MAN OF INFLUENCE AND HOLDER OF SACRED POSITION WITHIN TRIBE. THIS POSITION IS ONE OF GREAT IMPORTANCE. NOT ALL HALFLINGS APPRECIATE BEING RECIPIENT OF SACRED OBELISK AND MATCHING ROTUNDAS BEING DRAWN ON FACE WHEN UNCONSCIOUS.

THUNDERLIPS! ALSO PROUD POSSESSOR OF MIGHTY, POTENT, AND FIRM TUNDERNOTTER. WHEN FOES FAIL TO RECOGNIZE THUNDERLIPS!'S INFLUENCE, TUNDERNOTTER IS INTRODUCED TO THEIR HEAD AS MANY TIMES AS NEEDED TO CONVINCE THEM OF THE ERRORS OF THEIR WAYS.

THUNDERLIPS! ALSO ABLE TO USE OWN MAGIC STICK WHEN NEEDED.

THUNDERLIPS! ALSO LAUGHS AT SO CALLED WARRIORS WHO WEAR MORE THAN A STUDDED LEATHER THONG INTO BATTLE.

SO, DOES VALSIN HAVE A NEED FOR A MAN OF INFLUENCE?

[Kyros Deun]

"...I guess so."

[Ambrus Valsin]

Sir, this is the Grand Lodge. Will you please keep your voice down?

[Righty_]

The fabulously dressed elf spots Kyros, and passes the loud barbarian. "Kyros I lost you down in the deeplands, how are you doing old boy."

[Arthus]

"Oi, you sure are a loud one. I like that! As for me armor, maybe a tad 'eavier than what most Barbarians like, but it seems good to me as a Battlerager!"

Arthus slams his spiked gauntlet on his breastplate several times.

"Besides, you have a magic stick.... I give me tools to the weak robed ones so I can focus on smashing me baddies with me fist o' me 'ammer! NOT A STICK!"

[Purple Dragon Knight]

Is this a DILBERT / GOLARION CROSSOVER?????

[THUNDERLIPS!]

TOO LATE MUSTACHE RIDE! THUNDERLIPS! NOW BUSTS HEADS FOR FREEDOM! AND BEER. YOU ARE LATE TO THE PARTY ONCE AGAIN! MAYBE THAT WHY SPICY CHELISH DISH NEVER COMES ANYMORE? THAT, OR THUNDERLIPS!'S ABILITY TO USE HIS MAGIC STICK BETTER THAN THE CARPET SELLER! HAR!

THUNDERLIPS! NOT TOO LOUD. EVERYONE ELSE TO QUIET. ALSO, THUNDERLIPS! HAVE ONLY ONE VOLUME.

THUNDERLIPS! is very confused by Purple Dragon Knight. His jaw hangs open just a bit and his eyes narrow. At random intervals his head shakes as if he just contemplated the Meaning of the Universe, which is beyond THUNDERLIPS!'S admittedly small understanding.

DILL... BERT?
LIKE... PICKLE WEED? WUT?

[Auriea]

Auriea walks in, covering his ears
WHY MUST YOU SHOUT SO MUCH?! YOU'RE MAKING ME LOSE PRECIOUS STUDY TIME! FIRST HARPIES, AND NOW THIS!
Auriea stomps out of the room, cursing barbarians in general under his breath

[Cathran Casrua]

A half-elf with obvious Varisian blood walks in.

"What's with all the shouting? There a party I didn't hear about? If so, I'm in!"