Dear Readers,
I popped into Grillby's for a chat with the monsters there before they left.
The drunk bunny-looking thing wondered if the overworld had hot guys and neat drinks and said they were ready. Yes that's all to be found.
The one with all the teeth was looking forward to eating human food and using human bathrooms.
The duck said they mightn't get to translate for Grillby anymore. They also admitted they were making it up as they went along. Grillby said I did a good job.
The one next to the duck said they never caught girls with a fishing rod, so they advised me not to try. I don't know where that whinny of dismay was coming from.
The dog in the armour finally won a game of poker... with itself.
The horse-like person said they were glad to keep their local culture, but then acknowledged that they were all gonna move away anyway. Oh well.
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