Lot
First Post
As the guards hear Heartseer, they turn startled. As pterran speaks, they look at each other with worried expressions. The dwarf speaks first.
"What's out there? Can you be sure...it's dangerous. C'mon, let's go find Rudiot"
He starts moving off and the man with the sword moves to follow. The one with the broken jaw lingers, eyeing his weapon, then the half-giant.
Just then, Curvic starts speaking. The warmth of his polished voice seems to grab ahold of the guard and he listens intently. When Curvic finishes, the man has a pained look, like he wants to hear more. He nods.
"Ffine. I haff no probrem wiff the haff-giant anywhey. Yoo tell that terrin, that Darkcwaw, to wotch out, though."
He follows his companions off towards the campfires, looking for orders about the dangers in the dark.
"What's out there? Can you be sure...it's dangerous. C'mon, let's go find Rudiot"
He starts moving off and the man with the sword moves to follow. The one with the broken jaw lingers, eyeing his weapon, then the half-giant.
Just then, Curvic starts speaking. The warmth of his polished voice seems to grab ahold of the guard and he listens intently. When Curvic finishes, the man has a pained look, like he wants to hear more. He nods.
"Ffine. I haff no probrem wiff the haff-giant anywhey. Yoo tell that terrin, that Darkcwaw, to wotch out, though."
He follows his companions off towards the campfires, looking for orders about the dangers in the dark.