"Oh, you know. The usual, like the one with the angry red, the two drow chicks, though I did leave off you bedding them, or was it them bedding you? Then there was the bit with the harpy, the ooze, and the minotauress,  and the--"<br/><br/>Flitz is silenced by a pair of claws grabbing his snout, and holding it shut. "How many?" she asked calmly.<br/><br/>"Mmph."<br/><br/>"Sorry."<br/><br/>"Twelve or thirteen, I lost count." He seemed to mutter something under his breath, but Nameless could only catch that it was unflatteringly directed towards Sarianna.