Post by spacecowboy16739 on Aug 18, 2007 7:38:29 GMT -5
A man in his mid- to late-twenties, clean-shaven with short blond hair and dressed in brown cloth and furs that perpetually smell like dwarven ale has been staggering drunkenly around Isinhold buying drinks for off-duty soldiers and pressing all civilians and adventurers about their devotion to the Lord of Zhentil Keep.
He's wearing a light tan cloak secured with a copper brooch in the shape of a fox's head.
//carry on all conversations in PM
He's wearing a light tan cloak secured with a copper brooch in the shape of a fox's head.
//carry on all conversations in PM