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Not wanting to lose a potential opportunity, you try to put your frustrations aside and stand up from the gaming table. "Enjoy your games, Tseren. I'm tapping out for now." You say.
"Of course. Enjoy the rest of the party, captain. It's not often that outsiders are invited to join us in our festivities." He says, glancing off towards the revelers enjoying drinks and raising a hand up at one of them while jerking his head towards your seat. Seems like he's already lined up a replacement for you, the cocky bastard.
You stalk off in the direction of the musician, only answering Tseren by casting a wave over your shoulder without looking back at him. You're absolutely certain that it made you look just a little more mysterious and aloof, and as soon as that thought justifying it crosses your mind you internally cringe. You make a silent vow to be more careful not to pick up the habits and behaviors of your companions, knowing that it's exactly the kind of thought that would pass through Val's own head.
The music now fades into nothing, the last song of the original musician having reached its conclusion. He's facing his companion and chatting away with him, and upon your approach you catch just the tail end of that conversation, much of it muffled thanks to the rowdy voices of the nearby crowds. "- Twisted his head all the way around." You do a double take as you register what you heard, the one with the billows-like instrument turning to glance at you with a chuckle. "Oh, hey. You're that Lumean captain, right?"
"Yeah, that's right. What, uh...what were you talking about?" You ask, trying not to look too weirded out.
"Oh, just what we ended up doing in that last skirmish. Like I was saying to Parda, one of the bigger guys knocked my gun out of my hands and thought that it'd give him the edge, so I grabbed him by the head..." He starts, holding his hands up, both of which are still strapped into his instrument, and gives a twisting motion. "And snapped his neck so hard that his head went completely around. Definitely something I'm considering writing a song about. It's not every day you get a chance to do that to someone."
"Brutal. And very impressive, I don't know many men that could pull off a feat like that." You nod, with only Gigas really coming to mind. "So he's Parda, and you are...?" You prompt.
"Ah, I'm so forgetful. Sorry, brother, I'm Zarthus." He removes a hand from the strap to offer it out to you. You take it to shake it like any normal person would, but he tries to reach past your hand to grasp your forearm instead, leading to a very awkward moment where you two both flub your motions.
"Shit, sorry. I'm still trying to get used to Gaoth customs. We shake hands in Lume, you see." You correct yourself, going in for a forearm-grab now while Zarthus nods and shifts gears to try to grab your hand instead, once more resulting in a disaster of a greeting.
