The Threshold IC II (D&D E6, low-op, story based)

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Bobin, all too happy to have finished their dealings with ghouls for the time being, indulges a little to heavily in the local ale. Soon he's doing his best to sing along with Clovius. Bobin's unfamiliarity with the words doesn't dampen his enthusiasm, and while he mumbles through the verses, he belts out the choruses with ale-focused enthusiasm.

Jon's question causes Bobin a moment's pause, but he soon replies, hiccuping intermittently: "Shee, thersh' two -hic!- kinds of songs a priesht should know: the ones -hic!- that they shing in church, and the people'sh songs. Part of bein' a priesht is known' when to sing which ones, right?" Bobin fights off a bout of hiccups, then leans in closely toward Jon, a look of utter seriousness on his face. "Never, I mean -hic!- never, trust a priest who doeshn't know both, caush if'n they don't know the peoplesshes' songs, how can they know the people? And ishn't that pretty important for a priest? I shure think so!"

Bobin's intense expression fades from his face, now a little flushed, and he gives Jon a pat on the shoulder. "There'sh no harm in-n enjoying these moments, from -hic!- time to time, Jon. Otherwise you looshe sight of -of what connects you to other folk."

Bobin gives Jon a warm smile, then promptly begins to drift off to sleep in his chair.