Re: At Another Bar
"How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords..." Jo continues singing, eyes blazing intently as the vermin horde is driven to a frenzy, spiders, centipedes and other wretched things humans are never too far from, whether they realize it or not, wanting nothing more than to sink mandibles into Morlun.
She recognizes Tyler, and tries to approximate a gesture of 'what the hell?' without stopping the song.
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