Jarval
Explorer
Glaw sips from his glass of wine, savouring the flavour. Food is still a concept that baffles the warforged, but he's come to gain an appreciation of wines and beers, even if he is immune to the more interesting intoxicating effects of the alcohol. He listens to his companions talk with interest, this having been the longest time he's spent with many of them.
"I am quite handy with a bow myself." He chimes in as the topic of pirates arises. "With any luck, we should be able to persuade any such buccaneers that our ship will be more trouble than it is worth to attack.
"I am very keen indeed to go to sea, for while I have read much about it, I have yet to see it for myself. It will be quite the adventure, I feel." Glaw's enthusiasm is subtle, but obvious to those that know him. He takes another thoughtful sip from his wine, glancing around the table at his companions as he does so.
"I am quite handy with a bow myself." He chimes in as the topic of pirates arises. "With any luck, we should be able to persuade any such buccaneers that our ship will be more trouble than it is worth to attack.
"I am very keen indeed to go to sea, for while I have read much about it, I have yet to see it for myself. It will be quite the adventure, I feel." Glaw's enthusiasm is subtle, but obvious to those that know him. He takes another thoughtful sip from his wine, glancing around the table at his companions as he does so.