Loopshard

Belamouranthe beamed as Charlie the red ant brought a boar pot roast to the table. She immediately dug in, ignoring the cutlery set out in front of her and tearing the meat apart with her hands.

After listening to the elphin girl rave about it for a while, he pushed aside his seafood pasta to give it a try.

“Holy crap,” he muttered reverently. Around him, it looked like a bunch of the holograms were trying the exact same dish, prompted by the tiny girl. Granted, he couldn’t see their dimensions’ versions of Belamouranthe.

As soon as she noticed he’d taken a bit, she clutched the whole ceramic pot and hissed at him like a miserly cat.

“It’s not good to be greedy,” he told her.

“Get thy own boar! This is mine!”

Before he could try to convince her, Shitbox interrupted him.

[Another Player is trying to communicate with you. Do you wish to talk to them?]

“Who is it?”