[His personal office is in total carbuncle decor, his love for carbuncle knows no bounds. Nor shame.]
Deeper than just morality—what actions oft spawn from such questionable values is the crux of my discontent.
[Adjusting his red-framed glasses, Khamu'wo looks over the Elezen before him. Cursing himself at how long his eyes lay upon him, before looking elsewhere with a sense of casualness. No, he was not checking him out, thank you very much. He is a man of strong MORAL FIBER!!!]
That man may face ridicule and disgust. Particularly from the guild, but moreover from the city-states themselves. Perhaps even exiled for such taboo acts.
[Finally, he lets his eyes meet his company's.]
Pray tell me, would this—how did you put it—enterprising young man feel his obtuse dark aesthetics and tainted carbuncle with wings worth pariahdom?
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Deeper than just morality—what actions oft spawn from such questionable values is the crux of my discontent.
[Adjusting his red-framed glasses, Khamu'wo looks over the Elezen before him. Cursing himself at how long his eyes lay upon him, before looking elsewhere with a sense of casualness. No, he was not checking him out, thank you very much. He is a man of strong MORAL FIBER!!!]
That man may face ridicule and disgust. Particularly from the guild, but moreover from the city-states themselves. Perhaps even exiled for such taboo acts.
[Finally, he lets his eyes meet his company's.]
Pray tell me, would this—how did you put it—enterprising young man feel his obtuse dark aesthetics and tainted carbuncle with wings worth pariahdom?