Dragoncrest Cliffs Let me in, for loud the linn

Njord’s broad smile was tempered by the sad story of the Innisfree clan. Perhaps his father’s last memory would be washed away as it fragmented. The man felt resolved to pass down tales so his family would not be forgotten.

“M’Sorry tae hear it,” he said. Yet this woman appeared optimistic despite it!

He realized they had dropped so many names, but he had yet to learn hers.

“M’names Njord. What do ye call yerself?” he asked and, after a brief paused, followed up with, “Are ye seekin’ a new pack tae join?”