This... couldn't be a Vedran, Charlemagne reminded himself, in spite of all superficial similarities. Still, it was enough to both discomfit, and intrigue him. Certainly worth investigating.
He leaned against a table, arms casually crossed in front of his chest to best show off the three bone blades extending from his forearms. "Well, aren't you a happy one?" he drawled. Probably-not-a-Vedran or not, it was hard to resist teasing in the face of such giddiness. "I think there's plenty of food to try, though I'm more interested in the drinks."
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He leaned against a table, arms casually crossed in front of his chest to best show off the three bone blades extending from his forearms. "Well, aren't you a happy one?" he drawled. Probably-not-a-Vedran or not, it was hard to resist teasing in the face of such giddiness. "I think there's plenty of food to try, though I'm more interested in the drinks."