steeldragons
Steeliest of the dragons
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DM Edit: Sorry, I guess I should have announced it better.
Ellydd watches and listens carefully. The brown robed figures had attracted his attention before the half orc started making his ruckus.
Typical, thinks Ellydd. Crass, rude creatures. Ehlonna forgive them, they have no control over the nature of their being. These others, however, associating with them...what might they be up to?
Ellydd raises a hand to get the poor bartender's attention and requests another small pot of herb tea.
Other than that, he keeps his eyes and ears open and his mouth shut.
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