Dirk Nightbreese
First Post
Catching sight of the tall warriors around the elven and hobgoblin women, Wulfcyne wades through the crowds to join them, raising his ring bearing hand with a gruff, 'Hail!'
Joining the quartet as Makharat says his last, the large human nods, mentioning, 'Aye, though I'm more favoring a distance method, if at all possible.' reaching up to pat the recurved longbow upon his back.
Looking to Koh'Tara, his speech switches to that of the goblins as he spits,
[sblock=goblin] I'll watch over ya, wise mother. Your strength will be needed.[/sblock]
Joining the quartet as Makharat says his last, the large human nods, mentioning, 'Aye, though I'm more favoring a distance method, if at all possible.' reaching up to pat the recurved longbow upon his back.
Looking to Koh'Tara, his speech switches to that of the goblins as he spits,
[sblock=goblin] I'll watch over ya, wise mother. Your strength will be needed.[/sblock]