Re: The search for Hal
Halbjorn blinks a couple times, staring openly.
"..."
Then he blinks again, crushing the mead cup in his hand. Slow as he is, he can recognize when he's been under magical influence.
"Aye... they art... and lovely ones too. Thine boyfriend ist quite fortunate." He rises to his feet, dropping the cup at his feet.
"Now, ladies, I thank thee for thine efforts at entertainment, twas most entrancing, but methinks it best thou leavest now in a hurry. Thine beauty and casual disregard for clothing hast bought thee to the count of ten to run before I grow more upset at such witchery."
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