You know what they say, the more the berrier... Or is it merrier? I always get those two confused.
He said, cheerily, making a glance around the table.
So, off to collect magical items from a unknown library that may not exist with a huge group and a ship? Theres no way this could go wrong.
Zeph proclaimed comedically, marching over to his seat, rolling down his sleeve, making sure it was over his wrist. Which was noticeably more red than it was before.
He thought he caught Ferondir seeing it, but he was almost positive he rolled his sleeve down before he noticed.
He was also noticeably a lot more wiry and energetic now, however.
I need to be more careful. He thought.
Mmm! Good the foods mostly still intact! Im starving!
He said lightheartedly, sitting back down in his seat.
On his way however, he remember that he heard a mention of 'bigheadedness' from Ferondir, he didnt know what the context was, but it was totally something he would say about him
Like he was going to let him get away with that.
Once he was in his seat, he noticed ferondir had a spoonful of something, and with a flick of his finger under the table, the spoon tilted just enough to make some contents spill on the table just infront of him.
He didnt want it to spill on him, of course.
He smirked, and chuckled slightly.