The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

>Oak: Describe Uncle Ash's personality. Despite that he puts on a jovial face when he's in public, he has a bit of a moody streak. He frequently slips between boisterously joyous euphoria and the deepest depths of despair. When he's drunk, he mumbles about revenge and how "they'll see. they'll all see." You never really thought much about it, though, since that's more than half of the bar's patrons. Rowan already told Adler about how Uncle Ash helped your father become a successful lumberman. Uncle Ash was always a great outdoors man. Had a way with nature, saying that he "knew things that no one else did." The most surprising thing was when your siblings, Rowan and your brother, took you home, Uncle Ash was the only one who wasn't shocked by your transmogrification. He's been mostly absent ever since his bar burned down, but he pops in every now and then.
>Oak: Oh, speaking of your siblings, your father recently retired and Rowan and your brother have taken over the family business. Unfortunately, your siblings are terrible with business and money, and its been nothing but huge losses since. Even with all the assets that were claimed when the Duchess fled. Thankfully, with Vernier's council, it looks like the family business will actually start making a profit again. Then Adler's cult with have a lot more resources to work with. The Salons were never affected since they are independent.
>Oak: Pause to take a drink, that was a lot of exposition to go through.
>Adler: Before you can ask more questions, Vernier wakes up.
>Vernier: Now that you've woken up and you've regained your senses, while you have no more doubts about Adler's elfiness, and preferences, ask why he didn't flirt with you when you first met? Elves are supposed to be infamously flirtatious.
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>Adler: You have tried flirting with them both on your first meetings and neither one noticed, so you gave up.
>Oak and Vernier: *start whining* "You gave up on us so easily? Are we really so hideous?"
>Adler: "No fair! Stop using wiles on me!"
>Vernier and Oak: "But... We're not."
>Ixies: Intervene. Tell everyone to stay on track, this is a professional meeting. No hanky-panky.
>Adler: You felt like you were on the verge of groveling. And they weren't even trying to use wiles on you? Something's wrong. You need to build a tolerance for lowfolk women asap!