Neverwinter Forest My leather black jeans on

Sincerest apologies for the wait! @Mal @Valencia

He chuckled at the reference to their first meeting. Neither of them were good at that, so they had no reason to judge the other. His other credentials, however, were unsaid. At least not directly. I was trained to be a fighter, back home. I know my way in a brawl, or a war. Of course, he didn't have much practice compared to his elder relatives — hence by he was here — but he knew the principles of it. I'm good at remembering things, even details. It helps with telling stories, which I like to do. If that's what you need. Back home that was a necessity. Stories fed their heart and souls while meat fed their stomachs. He knew time and time again that the culture here was different, but he couldn't see why story-telling would be ignored. They weren't starving wretches with nothing else on their minds but feeding their hunger.