HoM[M]ie
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*-10 coins for food and lodging.*
Heimir saw that his acquaintances were gathered around Kerlian's table, along with a long-haired stranger in a cloak. He also smelled the enticing aroma coming from Reynold's pot. The dwarf took his modest dinner and approached the table:
- Hello, - he said to the stranger, - may I join the conversation? My name is Heimir, and as you can see, I'm a dwarf.
The dwarf smiled, nervously glancing at Trast's pot. Apparently, the conversation was about some hostile mage.
Heimir saw that his acquaintances were gathered around Kerlian's table, along with a long-haired stranger in a cloak. He also smelled the enticing aroma coming from Reynold's pot. The dwarf took his modest dinner and approached the table:
- Hello, - he said to the stranger, - may I join the conversation? My name is Heimir, and as you can see, I'm a dwarf.
The dwarf smiled, nervously glancing at Trast's pot. Apparently, the conversation was about some hostile mage.
aka Sir Holmes aka David Jones.
