The limping, black robed figure. Completely unaware of his silent and invisible watchman is seen outside of Fort Vehl Crypts, verbally sparring with a recently arrived dark elf over competition for a box of skeleton knuckles to be sold to a certain dark elven matron mother who was also present.
He handles himself quite well in the discussion and comes away with a deal for a scroll in trade for the box of knuckles, and a newly learned appreciation for dealing with the unsavory.
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Later, He is seen leaving Vehl for Krashin, where he assists a party in dealing with a nasty band of cave living kobolds. His spell skills, while paltry to anyone of power, show promise. He is obviously learning quickly.
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He is then seen in Hempstead getting laughed at by one of the locals, she eventually skips away grinning and calling him "Limpy".
He growls under his breath and limps to the bench to sit and rest after the long walk from Leringard.
