"Well, I would think that given all the people here it would be an expansive social, but beyond beachstock, not only am I unable to find someone who's having fun, I can't even find someone who wants to have fun!"
He shook his head in a melencholy sort of way. "It's like Elberron is so sad, that he came here to die. T'Riad can be happy if you make him be, this new fellow Garbvan is so stead-fast in not being happy, you'd think that happiness was a disease. Then there's this chick Erin. You say "boo" to her and it's like she's ready to keel over and die of embarrasment! And don't get me started on the NPC's; other than Ivan, they're all "well, I don't know, what do *you* think I should have for breakfast?"
"This is the sorriest lot of merphilukes I've ever lived with, and I've lived with some real pips. That's why I like Grush; he just is what he is. Did you grow up in Dullstrand?"