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<blockquote data-quote="daindarkspring" data-source="post: 7351236" data-attributes="member: 6939181">Dain - AlleywayDain agreed with the guardsman assessment of the situation. Heartily. But his enthusiasm seemed to wear off quickly as he realized that his reason for coming, to hear the naming of the year, had not ended particularly well. Perhaps he had put too much hope into the ceremony in the first place, but what choice did he have? A downfall.As it was, he didn't seem overly concerned for the welfare of his new half-orc acquaintance. He was a cleric of Suru, after all, and Dain assumed they would look after their own. Also, the cleric seemed to have a Tiefling companion. Whether that was for boon or ill, Dain did not know, but she at least appeared to be genuinely concerned for his well-being. The half-orc was blessed to have that.As the rest of the gathered parties listened to the guard, or not, Dain stared back down the alley. He could see some distance, and then everything was clutter and shadows. Much like his past. He shouldered his pack and prepared to head off.&quot;Walk freely, good people.&quot; The expression was out before Dain realized, once again, that it was familiar in a frustrating way. He did wave a hand at Carthum, though. &quot;Come find me if you'd like more jerky, friend!&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="daindarkspring, post: 7351236, member: 6939181"] [b]Dain - Alleyway[/b] Dain agreed with the guardsman assessment of the situation. Heartily. But his enthusiasm seemed to wear off quickly as he realized that his reason for coming, to hear the naming of the year, had not ended particularly well. Perhaps he had put too much hope into the ceremony in the first place, but what choice did he have? [I]A downfall.[/I] As it was, he didn't seem overly concerned for the welfare of his new half-orc acquaintance. He was a cleric of Suru, after all, and Dain assumed they would look after their own. Also, the cleric seemed to have a Tiefling companion. Whether that was for boon or ill, Dain did not know, but she at least appeared to be genuinely concerned for his well-being. The half-orc was blessed to have that. As the rest of the gathered parties listened to the guard, or not, Dain stared back down the alley. He could see some distance, and then everything was clutter and shadows. Much like his past. He shouldered his pack and prepared to head off. "Walk freely, good people." The expression was out before Dain realized, once again, that it was familiar in a frustrating way. He did wave a hand at Carthum, though. "Come find me if you'd like more jerky, friend!" [/QUOTE]

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