Re: (IC) Old Cannith Ruins
The man leans back, watching them. His eyes narrow when the dwarf speaks "Why should I aid the village? They are nothing but ingrates. For many years my relatives did as such. Nothing. Not a thank you, or aid from them. Nothing. Now it seems I am needed again, to be swallowed up." He leans back "You put me into a interesting position. My allies will re-appear but may take some time. Why do they need me when they seem to have you?" The man slowly stands up and grabs his staff "I came here to escape. Shame." He goes to a bookshelf and looks at it before turning to them "A cleric of Pelor, a elf of the wilds it seems. Warforged, interesting. Very interesting, I know much of your kind. And a dwarf, by your looks a mage." He rubs his chin.
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