[color=007236][center]Lob[/center][/color]
[center][b][color=007236]Location:[/color][/b] The Inn
[b][color=007236]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Sona, Sundos, Ash
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Lob was still turning green to grey when the shaman walked off to get food. Looking down he got a brilliant idea and got a handful of ash and 'thumped' the wolf, leaving a huge handprint on its side. "Ash, ash!" Which started a barking howl of laughter not unlike mating hyenas as he made the best joke in the world. 

Then someone new came in and sat down across the way, she was pretty by any standard or level of intelligence. Then the shaman came back with food. He took the bowl and loudly gulped down the contents, it was hot and stuck to his mouth, but it was too little to be a meal. he looked over the shaman shoulder at the aluring elf again.

[color=007236]"PRETTY LADY! COME SIT! FIRE GOOD!"[/color]

He probably didn't have to yell inside the building. Then again, that is like telling a child not to yell either. He waved a monstrous arm over his head, sprinkling dust back down into his empty bowl as traces of food clung to his face.