"Hey, Wallace! I wanna ask you something," said Griff right before he bit into his piece of naan, covered in curry, "What are you?"
Mairey looked down and sighed as she placed her hand on her face in disappointment while Lars did the same. We've been over this! Thought Mairey.
"I'm a seelie." Said Wallace as he took a sip of his wine.
"No, I mean," he ate his food with his mouth open, making his chewing noises very audible to everyone, "I know that, Lars already told us," he swallowed his food before he continued speaking again, "But what kind of seelie are you? Like, are you a forest fey, a river fey, a desert fey, if those exist."
"Oh, that?" Wallace picked up his plate and lifted his naan to his lips, "Well you see…" He bit into his bread and chewed his food with his mouth closed.
"Let me guess," said the orcish man before he took a big swig from his wine glass, "River fey? I mean, that would explain the blue hair."
