Chapter Type: Character Development
"I do like the view." I said, responding in Manoran.
He shrugged. "It is not mine; but yes, it is a scenic view."
For a time, we lathered and rinsed.
"It is traditional for you to introduce yourself." The woman said.
"Oh. Sorry, I thought it was obvious." I turned to the admiral, but continued speaking in Furdish, the language the woman had used. "I am Rhishisikk, Truthspeaker and ambassador from the Red Tide Empire, also called the Tidelands."
I repeated myself in Manoran.
"It is a pity you don't speak any civilized language. What is 'Truthspeaker'?"
Oh gods. Well, maybe one of them spoke the language the old man had taught me.
"Speaker of Truth. I have made a sacred oath not to ever lie."
"Never?"
"Not ever. At the risk of having my System reset all of the knowledge and skills in my brain to zero."
She said something to the admiral in a dialect I didn't understand.
"That is… a very severe drawback for a diplomat." He said.
