Land Outcast
Explorer
Ragnok sighs... Anyways, I'll get the speech from the pirite-headed Master
And brings the hammer down upon the chains, once, twice, thrice, until they fall...
"Da fine work tae remove yer bracelets is nae mine job"
The dwarf seems to regain his composture -finally- and bows before the man
"Ragnok Drakeforge, at yer service" Those words, even while pronounced by his own lips, have obviously refreshed the dwarf...
"So ye is a healer? who are ye?"
And brings the hammer down upon the chains, once, twice, thrice, until they fall...
"Da fine work tae remove yer bracelets is nae mine job"
The dwarf seems to regain his composture -finally- and bows before the man
"Ragnok Drakeforge, at yer service" Those words, even while pronounced by his own lips, have obviously refreshed the dwarf...
"So ye is a healer? who are ye?"