Getting around with the Shado-Pan
So, when last we left off, Ben-Lin had just…um…politely convinced me to lay off beating the monkey.
I can’t put my finger on it, but something about that is reminding me of a talking-to Greatmother gave me about 20 years ago.
Anyway, continuing on.
* That would be this occasion, even though this particular Zhi-Zhi wouldn’t remember it.
Continued soon, or at least as “soon” as Gurtash can crank out some more of what happened. Gotta say, if nothing else, I’m starting to miss the time-efficiency of Mokvar’s transcripts. Oh well…
Taran zhu reminds me of that earth online talking bear npc smokey. “Only YOU can prevent sha infestation.”
Ya, I had been tinkin’ da same. And what be with all his pokin’ people? He gots a forehead fetish, mon?
I might never stop giggling at Taran Zhu’s beltbuckle.
“So he’s kind of like your Tirion.” Got to say, that’s a pretty deft summation of Taran Zhu.
(Although, to my knowledge, he’s never commissioned a giant statue of himself.)
Give him time.