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Location: the tipsy traveler.
to calm a troubled mind.
he had been sitting at this campsite for most of the night now. eating some from his personal rations, drinking from a shadowed bottle with "emergency supply Mk II" scrawled across it and now sat smoking a pipe. each draw was accompanied by a drawn out sigh as the smoke escaped from in between his lips and curled in on itself before dissipating into the breeze. ulfgar just sat there staring at the fire, watching as the burning logs cracked and hissed. ulfgar closed his eyes and let out another troubled sigh as he tilted his head toward the starless sky as if searching for something that wasn't there. after a while he brought his head back down and was once again staring into the fire that was starting to diminish, another unseasonably cold gust of wind rushed by him and rustled the trees and made the fire flicker again, however this did nothing to stir the dwarf as he just took in another draw from his pipe.
and let it out with another sigh.
Den-father of the Howling Fang tribe.
friend and ally of the dwarves of Killeshandra.