covaithe
Explorer
Unexpectedly, Gildrim drops to a knee in front of the priestess and bows his head. "Guid sister, this mischief beirs mah name, an Ah dinnae knaw whit tae dae."
The priestess' eyes soften. "There, now. It's not your fault, Gildrim. You're right about Corvin, he'd have found an excuse sooner or later. It's just... those poor lads he talked into following him. They don't know the first thing about the swamp, none of them! If they find one lizardfolk between the lot of 'em, I'll eat Corvin's muddy boots. Especially after... ah, but never mind that. What brings you back here, Gildrim? And who are your friends?"