I have been HS Wift for the longest time now, through some of the darkest hours I have known, and it warms my heart to know that the light that led me through lives on still.
May it never die.
"Well then! I suppose introductions are in order!"
"Me name's Therin Ironhammer," the dark-skinned dwarf continued, "And the people of this city take less kindly te me kin than they do te yers, ain't no goodly Duergar goin' round looking out fer people. Makes things harder..." Looking at Therin properly for the first time, he saw that further than just his short, dwarven stature, his skin was a sooty grey-black, with dull black eyes, a bald head, but a bushy grey beard.
Appearing from the shack behind him was a young halfling girl, with a head of long, auburn hair and soft features, her eyes a vivid emerald colour. Noticing the shift in Hraz's attention, Therin turned to regard the girl. "And this little bundle of mischief would be Violet. And now would be a fine time for us te be learnin' yer name, half-drow."
A little nervous, he meekly responded, "H-Hraz'Elarion."
"That's far too long, I'll never remember all of that. Anyways, Hraz, if ye care for it, ye're welcome to stay here a spell, elf."
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