Vholrat

Dúney Free-Agent ‘Caradhâl’, to Halros, son of Radhruin ~ Salutations an’ all me respects to the Honorable Dúney Bounders: May their Green Hoods forever hold perfectly in place on their heads, even on windy days, or whilst galloping about on horses ~

(Honestly, boy, how do you get them to stay in place? Have you all got hairpins?)

My Sterling & Excellent Sir,

Nan Wathren was a perfect spot for extort information from the foul beast.

"Let's make this quick'n easy lad" Vholrat said.

The two men looked at each other and one of them pointed a dagger right at the throat of the creature.

"Talk." Said the elf.

Music to listen while reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35riMhdQxn0

"Oi lad, sum beer?" said Endrain, offering the foaming mug to the elf.

Without any sound, he takes it and start drinking.

"So, would ya care for a story?" Endrain urged.

"Are they approaching?" Tingli asked, scratching his beard and looking at the Elf standing at his side, still like a statue.

"Aye." The elf said simply, nothing more needed.

"Bet ya gonna do some reconnaissance then, lad?" the Dwarf said.  The Elf simply nods before jumping down from the wall and disappearing into the shadowy twilight.

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