"It's fine if you can't say it, just be straightforward. We're brothers, no need for all the secrecy."
Madman gave a wicked grin and took the opportunity to throw in a jab. Orson couldn't help but roll his eyes. With Bradley and Madman around, there was no way to stay serious for long.
The whole group burst into laughter at Orson's irritated expression.
After some introductions and casual chatting, the last member, Nightshade, arrived.
"Wow… nice to meet you all!" Nightshade, dressed in a geeky university outfit, adjusted his glasses and blushed slightly.
He was completely immersed in his role as the King of Goblins. If it weren't for Orson giving him a look, he would have probably started babbling excitedly again.
"Stinky King's here, move aside!"
The little priest Stewart jumped up, and both Dancing Giant Boobs and Bradley took a few steps back, as if a massive beast was approaching.
"Stinky King? Can we stop with the nicknames?"