"I am fond of Two Rivers weed. Finest for a pipe."Grul said as he took the pipe from his mouth.
"yeah and I bet that you've smoked it in that pipe long enough to have it start growing in your pipe bowl"
"be polite To'mec, we're still in their home."Zoray scolded wile retrieving her weapons.
"until I go out side to scythe some sorry demons head off."
"what exactly is that weapon you carry Zoray?"