[pnpgm] Update #141 – Raddok

[Bessie Hadley]

Raddok continues to translate any dwarf elder into Marentian & back, doing his best to deal with the other translations going on & trying not to interrupt them when he’s not needed.

He had been startled & a bit confused by the Vily’s request. He’s tempted to ask her why he’s considered ‘shiny’ by this gorgeous being, but knows it’s better to keep his mouth shut on that question. He had bowed with courtesy to the lady, shaking his head politely (he thinks so. Anyway – he’s trying not to offend). And he feels that Arawn had done a nice job of turning her interest away. But he’s a bit distracted from any group conversation that might arise about what question to ask, wondering, with a sidelong look at the Vily, what she meant by ‘shiny’ in men. Maybe he had a sweat sheen? He wondered when he’d be able to take a bath again, although they had had a chance with the Bes, and he felt pretty sure that any body odor would not be ‘shiny’ to her. Surely his armor wasn't shiny - it was only a leather set he had put together that suited him well.

Then Dorhak clapped his hands to get the group started on planning & figuring out a question. Raddok jumped to alertness after his brief mind-wandering, blushed rosily, realizing how foolish he sounded to himself, and tried to look around to see & hear what was going on. He hoped he hadn’t missed translating something while his mind had briefly wandered. 'Shiny?'

Bess L. Hadley