Fun has new boundaries

"That. Was. FUCKING. AMAZING!" Rodjer started to ramble, not caring if Antigone was listening or not on their long trek back to the boat.

"Just wait until I tell people how we wrestled a lycanthrope 20ft under the water in a shark-infested river in sahuagin and lizardfolk territory! A fucking lycanthrope! That's a story that will get me free drinks for months to come! And then there's the tale of how we stalked an alleged murderous sadist through the wildlands, seeing through his cunning attempts to throw us off his tail! Shit, look at my hands, they're still shaking. This is the best high I've ever had! Whoever said you don't need alcohol to have a good time was right! I'm considering finding out who that was and buying that man a beer! It's a shame about my boots though, but you can always buy new boots I guess. And the shirt. But it was worth it ten-fold! I really can't see me going hunting anymore. Hunting animals was fun, but it was so controlled and planned and so boring! Hunting men is so much more exciting!"

Realising what he said, Rodjer paused a moment, glancing at Antigone, before deciding to just power through the awkwardness

"But like, all the fighting and the magic and the danger! It really gets the old blood pump pounding! And the best bit! The best bit of all! We're gonna get paid to do this! Usually I have to shell out the coin to have some fun, but some poor sap is going to pay me to have his fun for him. This is the BEST DAY EVER!"