*Mister Mushroom waddles into the pleasure house on his many hyphae. He goes up to the tall Weaver that worked the spa.
...Humgugel. Sgagu smigdi degumb. Buedid...
*Mister Mushroom spits out a wad of Geo.
@mister-mushroom
“Eurgh, that is unssssanitary. Pleasssse, gather yoursssself before assssking anything of me.”
Ethara takes a step back.













