Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Thael entered the inn,
He then sees the books behind the counter, and nods in approval "I see you are a learned man, mind if I take a look?"
As the elf enters (and draws attention by his arrival), the bard looks and quickly lowers his face so he is not recognized. As the elf passes he goes right behind him and after he orders the tea speaks in ominous voice
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"We don't want your kind here, elf!"
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As Thren turns, Ersarkess steps back with wide smile, his hands upraised to ward off potential reaction to the threat
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"Didn't I tell you you need to go out more, cousin? I didn't expect familiar faces here, but I'm not surprised to see you here. And I have a lass to rescue if you're willing to join in."
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