Roger didn't know Clif, although the mention of the Barghest did push the name forward in his memory. He had heard it somewhere, while he was still going through the talk with Sylpheed. He put down his utensils for his food and stared at Clif. He looked in his mid-thirties, with large-rimmed glasses. Looked like a computer sort of person.
'Tha name rings a few bells. But anyway, I just decided ta stop on one o' ma favourite stations for a drink 'nd a steak. Ain't been 'ere in fourteen years. Ya don't get outta Cassini much when ya're a member o' tha Guard. But anyway lad, 'ave a seat. Ya want a drink o' somethin'?'
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
