Office Hours, Office #4 [ 09/05 ]
Minsc was finally finding a good use for his desk that didn't involve crashing a sword through it. When he came into his office today to do...something, he wasn't quite sure yet, he found there a whole bunch of skunks engaged in some boisterous, potentially ale-induced brawling. He, of course, could not stand for such things, especially not in his own office, and he cleared his throat to get their attention. "Listen up, here, you striped stinky creatures of furry disposition! What is all this? This is not how you fight! This is not how you grapple your brothers in a game of wrestling comradary! You are all over the place! There is no pride! LISTEN UP! Do not make me sic my hamster on you!"

It was the long and dramatic reading of speech about fighting for honour and goodness that lead Minsc to pace the room and to, eventually, climb up on his desk where he had some of the skunks in rapt (well, bleary-eyed and confused) attention. Most of them went back to fighting and calling each other's mothers muskrats, but Minsc didn't seem to notice the derogatory slurs, because he cheered them on from his commander's position. "That is right, skunkly brother! Defend your mother's honour! Prove to that uncouth mongrel that your mother was a saaaaaint!"


[[ door is definitely open and therefor the room is probably very audible from the hall ;) ]]