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Explorer
Wrenwil
Wrenwil quietly let Alic and Ordechai play their games, yet was surprised by how soft the underbelly was on this young hardened dwarf. ~Haven't had much to do with dwarves before, definitely an odd bunch.~
"A coin can pass through many hands, good, bad, ugly, devious, pretty, yet it doesn't choose the hands to and from whom it may pass. A coin can only be that... a coin. I meant no disrespect Alic, merely an observation that things sometimes play out in the most unexpected of ways. Look at us, three most unlikely strangers, now friends having a meal in the most unusual of Inn's."
"Just one Ordechai, a toast, to reaching our destinations in one piece." He leaned forwards again, whispering, "Unlike your good selves, this old man... he can hold his drink all right, but now is not a time for me to fog the one and only tool I have which is of use." The old cleric tapped a finger on the side of his head, and took a reluctant little sip, testing the water so to speak, to see if this aqua-vitae was compatible with his pallet.
Alic: Protests "It doesn't feel right to boast of spending his coin. We should not forget who gave it to him or how they acquired it."
Wrenwil quietly let Alic and Ordechai play their games, yet was surprised by how soft the underbelly was on this young hardened dwarf. ~Haven't had much to do with dwarves before, definitely an odd bunch.~
"A coin can pass through many hands, good, bad, ugly, devious, pretty, yet it doesn't choose the hands to and from whom it may pass. A coin can only be that... a coin. I meant no disrespect Alic, merely an observation that things sometimes play out in the most unexpected of ways. Look at us, three most unlikely strangers, now friends having a meal in the most unusual of Inn's."
Ordechai: "I think you need to try this aqua-vitae..." Ordechai says pouring you a shot. "Don't be a sour-drinker like Alic here."
[Wrenwil: What do you do?]
"Just one Ordechai, a toast, to reaching our destinations in one piece." He leaned forwards again, whispering, "Unlike your good selves, this old man... he can hold his drink all right, but now is not a time for me to fog the one and only tool I have which is of use." The old cleric tapped a finger on the side of his head, and took a reluctant little sip, testing the water so to speak, to see if this aqua-vitae was compatible with his pallet.