Korsarro gorans "You masked fool... shaking somebody who has just been violently ill is not a good idea. And whatever terrible beast that is you've slain and taken the face off, it'll cost you the usual rate." He lifts himself up on his slender elbows "And for the love of the Beesiah, will somebody shush those ducks? I think I already have a hangover." His eye twitches as his hoarse words struggle through his throat. That damnable Zato. Whatever was going on. He was sure he had something to do with it.