Inside the room, a two-legged frog demon I don't remember seeing stood up from the leather seat behind the desk and offered his hand for a handshake.
"You've been having it hard up to now. I am the manager of Rano Slave House, Rano Merumeru, of the Frog Race. Nice to meet you Lute."
"T, thanks."
As I returned his handshake, I was surprised at the lack of moisture on his hand.