Doryan: Sharkey, have you seen Voignus's sunglasses - oh.
Sharkey: Heeeeeyyyyyy, Doryan! Feels like months since the last time I saw you, how you been?
Doryan: It's been 5 hours. Hitting the charr-nip again, are we?
Sharkey: Nah, nah! I've been clean for over a year, I swear. Just settling into the lifestyle of a big-time rock star!
Doryan: A rock star. You? Since when?
Sharkey: Well, don't you remember that big concert I played at the Gilded Hollow a couple of weeks back? Everyone's talking about it!
Doryan: I don't remember, but you're right that everyone's talking about it. You set up a portal, and played one note for a solid hour straight. It was noteworthy because you demonstrated that the Exalted indeed have a formal system for filing noise complaints.
Sharkey: It was experimental! I'm an incredible musician, of numerous instruments and with a lovely singing voice. I'm a band all my own! Remember that time in Lion's Arch, near the Western Ward? I totally upstaged those posers!
Doryan: Well, I suppose that's true, in a literal sense. In that you were upstage of them, for approximately 5 seconds before they pulled you off the stage so hard you were flung halfway to the Commodore's Quarter.
Sharkey: Oh yeah! Good thing that minstrel was there to break my fall. That guy's a class act!
Doryan: Not for 6-8 more weeks, he ain't.
Sharkey: Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. I have a lot of fans in Lion's Arch, I'll have you know! Half of those revelers are singing MY songs right now!
Doryan: Would that be from before or after you singed your tail because you were playing too close to their bonfire?
Sharkey: Both, and I'm getting a little sick of these critiques! You can't deny the power of my music after that stunning performance in the Verdant Brink!
Doryan: Well, I'll give you that much. You and those frogs could really play the lute.
Sharkey: That's right!
Doryan: You played that lute so well, in fact, you drew 2 mordrem squads, a tribe of hostile Itzel, and a Vinetooth to our base. And where is that lute playing frog now?
Sharkey: ...in the belly of a Vinetooth?
Doryan: In the belly of a Vinetooth. Now give me that silly guitar, you're supposed to be doing training exercises with Voignus!
Sharkey: Aww, he's never gonna notice missing a training session or five! I have a career to pursue!
Doryan: He's blind, not dumb, you idiot. Believe you me, he'll know.
Sharkey: Well, what do you know?
Sharkey: Hey Voignus. Now anyways, I think you're missing the bigger picture here, Doryan, and that bigger picture is entirely composed of meeeEEEYEEEEEHEEEHI Voignus!
Voignus: Hi. You seen my glasses?
Sharkey: Ummm no of course not?
Voignus: Doryan, is he wearing my glasses right now?
Doryan: He's wearing your glasses right now.
Doryan: He's figuring that he's a rock star.
Voignus: Hmm, I certainly have heard of those before as a thing that exist in Tyria.
Sharkey: That's right!
Voignus: I've also heard of the babe.
Sharkey: What babe?
Voignus: The babe with the power.
Sharkey: What power?
Voignus: The power of voodoo.
Sharkey: Who do?
Voignus: You do.
Sharkey: Do what?
Voignus: Remind me of the babe.
Doryan: SKIP IT!
Voignus: Fine, fine. Dance magic, DANCE!
Sharkey: Wait that's not the next lineYEEEYEEEGHGHHGHHHGHGHKK
Doryan: An electrifying performance, Voignus.
Voignus: Indeed. I'll be taking those glasses back now - looks like Sharkey's missing training again today. Should still be alive though.
Voignus: That's the spirit. I'm gonna get some tacos.
Doryan: Sharkey, your tail's on fire again.
Initially there wasn't a cute story due to rockin' out in Bloodstone Fen, but as I gathered more shots I found some inspiration.
Happy content patch, all!