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There were times when Nalkyr, reflecting on his race's particularly long lifespans, had to remind himself that he was still young. That a single century was - all things considered - not a great amount of time in his race's collective history. There were times when Nalkyr felt very new and...

Nalkyr couldn't help feeling just a bit bad when Caim laughed at Wat anymore than he could help feeling a rank kind of satisfaction at it. There had to be a word for 'taking pleasure at the misfortune of others' but the young eladrin didn't know it. He did his best not to grin from within the...

The disfigured eladrin fought a losing battle against the bright red flush that crept up his neck and across his face. His hand groped for a mug of ale that wasn't there. Wordlessly, Nalkyr rose, moving to the bar. It felt like a facile thing to be embarrassed about- he'd had the scar and...

Both Nalkyr's eyebrows shot up and he pressed his lips together in a thin line. She was... straightforward. The eladrin reminded himself that there was nothing truly wrong with that, and he'd invited the curiosity by pulling back his hood. All the same, Nalkyr felt the warm thrum of...

The eladrin nearly started at the half-elf's appearance at his table. He unknitted his fingers from on his chest, realizing that he had managed to shoot right past 'quietly unobtrusive' to 'overtly unobtrusive'. Nalkyr grimaced, offering her a shrug. "Apologies." he said, doing his best not...

Nalkyr slid into the room quietly. He wasn't normally the type of person who enjoyed being needlessly mysterious. Hood up, sticking in the shadows. It wasn't something he enjoyed. Nonetheless, after accidentally drooling on himself at an earlier bar, the young eladrin felt mildly...