[Open] Toy debates

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WHO: Oghren and whoever
WHAT: Oghren is looking for toys or games for kids. For reasons.
WHEN: Various points during the month
WHERE: Market
NOTES: Oghren. Really he's the main warning you need in this.

When one was thinking about a very drunk dwarf who was rough around the edges and more than a little gross and perverted, one did not usually expect to find said dwarf in the market looking around at different toys and games for children. Yet this was where Oghren was for most of this month, studying the different things there and grumbling to himself as he debated whether one was better than another. Would this be fun? Would anyone want something like this one here?

Crossing his arms, he stared at one stand, looking back and forth between a board game and what looked like a wooden puzzle that made a duck. One of those brain teaser things that he obviously he would never be able to solve.

"Felsi's better at this than I am," he mumbled before noticing someone watching him. "Looking at a free show here?"

Okay maybe he was a little moody because he hated being so bad at this. Don't mind him.

[ooc: Oghren is looking for toys/games to send to his kid! Don't mind him being moody though. He's just having issues with the fact that he feels like a failure of a dad for not knowing how to toy shop.]

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"Nah. You may have grown up in those Wilds but you got some class and I like you." Sometimes his brutal honesty could actually be nice. Rarely but it could be. "Figured I'd bring you to my place where I keep the really good stuff. Been collecting some good bottles for awhile now."

He even still had a couple that had been with him for years which he had been keeping around for special occasions. Couldn't just drink away all the good stuff. Not when he could drink away the piss of the world first then come back to what was good and have a grand old time. Priorities. His were in order. Maybe not in all the right ways that people would prefer but hey he was doing his best here.

"Somehow my room smells better than that tavern..." He seemed baffled by that very idea as he finished saying that, of course.