Shrade
"I've never seen you in the wastes or in this glen before. You name and business here?" Shrade lifted an eyebrow at this, before flicking a somewhat disdainful look toward Ember, "I'm here to share some private information with this wretched bitch, nothing more, nothing less." His serious demeanor changed quickly to that of a slaphappy idiot as he held up a deck of cards, "So anyone here want to play a game of-" His eyes widened as movement darted across his peripheral and... "Owmfh!"
He held a hand to his temple before his eyes watered with tears as he looked up at Ember with a hurtful expression on his face, "But Ember!" The woman glared him before speaking, her words filled with contempt and disgust, "I'm not, and neither are they, going to play that sicking game." She sat back down with her arms crossed as she glared at Shrade, who was babbling about games and how some were "Educational" and how they were designed to inform about the opposite sex and crap like that.
After a minute or two, he crawled back into his chair and huffed, "Okay, fine... not THAT game but how about S-" "Not that one either!" With a loud bang, his head was slammed into the table, "Ow! Again, really?!" Not even embarrassed or shamed by how he was being abused by Ember, he let out a weak, and dramatic sigh, "So.... Since someone's in a bad mood, why don't we just sit in silence?..." A bead of sweat formed on his temple as his expression turned into that of frozen fear as he watched Ember dare daggers at him. Feeling not so safe near the abusive and overly-aggressive person he stuttered, "You know I'll just give you some space, and greet this.. hmmmm... Animal? Dog? Canid? Canine? What a fine specimen... Perhaps some augmentation and..." He looked off into the wall, a grin of mischief and awe at the sight of an augmented canine, thinking of ways he could quickly turn this dog into an actual dog of war like those he'd seen and helped create.