IC: Nimol's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "That is one massive Scrab, nice catch Khain!". He watched Khain walk past, I guess that means his cough is sorted out now. He turned to see the older Mudokon. "Good afternoon to you, Agronack I believe?", he stood up and shock Agronack's hand. "I found these in a factory nearby, it was in pretty bad shape. Still some security bots going around, maybe that's the cause of all this junk in the river? We should tell Wapi sometime". Nimol finished cooking the other piece of meat. He put it on a cooling plate for the others to eat. "That's enough Scrab for me", he stood up and looked out of the window.
"It must be strange being in a village surrounded by Sligs, how do you know Wapi?". Nimol took a swig of a bottle of McArt whiskey. He savoured the taste and sighed, letting the bubbles of the liquid flow into his throat.
OOC: Hope I'm not taking over this RPG too much. If you'd like me to post less often just ask
