“The thing about alligators…” *hic* Strike buckled under the force of his own hiccup, braced himself against the counter, and belched loudly. “What?” Rahven bellowed, though his attention was focused clearly on the game. “He’s doing the alligator rant.” Serana offered, following this helpful bit with a healthy helping of dark lager. “Mmm. Alligator rant.” … Continue reading Forgive an alligator