Finn McCool
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Frost - Female Tiefling Barbarian
Kalinn watches the back of the departing elf, confused as to why she'd refuse the offer of a handshake and then just leave so abruptly. With a shrug for the strange - and somewhat rude - ways of these 'city-folk,' she returns to whole hearted observation of the others in the tavern.
That could've gone better. What's that? No, I'd like to see a bit more of the city; but that, um, guardsman(?) has an unsavory look about him. I'm not quite so desperate as to take a job with that sort just yet. Well, I'll just have another drink and keep my ears open, shall I?
Kalinn watches the back of the departing elf, confused as to why she'd refuse the offer of a handshake and then just leave so abruptly. With a shrug for the strange - and somewhat rude - ways of these 'city-folk,' she returns to whole hearted observation of the others in the tavern.
That could've gone better. What's that? No, I'd like to see a bit more of the city; but that, um, guardsman(?) has an unsavory look about him. I'm not quite so desperate as to take a job with that sort just yet. Well, I'll just have another drink and keep my ears open, shall I?