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“Hey, Conan the barbarian, mind putting on some clothes?” The man in the strange metallic get-up  called from afar. He had been watching me from a distance, but this was the first time hearing his voice.

I looked down at my gaaban. If they were from another world, they probably knew nothing about aygiffs, meaning they knew nothing of gaabans. And if these ladies reactions were any indication, they probably didn’t know of any of the other races either, so no understanding of essence. Hue man? Is that what they called themselves? Or at least, Enydd did… did the others as well, or were they all from different worlds.

No understanding of essence, aygiffs, or gaabans…

My cheeks flushed. Did they think I was just standing here in what looked like boxers for no apparent reason?

Bowing, I excused myself from the ladies and walked to the stairs where my robe was. First the incident while dropping out of the aemirok’s form in my birthday suit, which it looked like, thankfully, no one noticed, and now this?

My cheeks continued to burned as I picked up my robe, hoping they didn’t think I was some sort of exhibitionist.

(Hope I did your characters justice…

@inkhorn

@rose-colored-fancy

@rusted-knight

please alter anything as you see fit….)

(lol. that was short? sorry…)