"Here, take some of this fine Chablis I found from the cellar. It goes fine with the onion soup also..."
Nogrood had listened to what Rikae had to say and was a bit confused.
"Well if the Day begins with you both saying you would most probably vote for me what else can I do but to defend? And really I have no definite idea about you two. That should show from my words thus far. But I'd sure love to hear more from you.
Funny... as soon as Lalaith started to speak she started to look bad as well. That's the way it goes as well. Sure, looking at her analysis gives me an air of her trying to pile up any possible or impossible thing against me - with some careful "then agains" - and if it was to be an analysis of us both she has remarkably little to say about you Rikae - like she foremostly tried to get you convinced of my wolvery so that you wouldn't suspect her.
Well, to be fair you have done quite little thus far so less things to analyse - but still I find her comments on you merely superficial or neutral while she really tries to pick up with anything I've said and done.
I'm happy to see that was not a 100% success.
Okay, I need to finish the soup but will be back right away after that.
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Upon the hearth the fire is red
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet...
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