thank you Dallid, ah shall let meh kinsmen know of your masterful knowledge in the healing arts, it was an honor teh stand in battle beside you and the other fine people of haven.:ulfgar sighs and empties his pipe before stowing it away:
"thank yeh all for yer gracious hospitality, and may ah see yeh again when the winter is over and leaf and tree turn"
:with those final words ulfgar gathered his things and hefted his backpack which held most of his belongings be them not many save for the things he had collected during his stay in far reach, but after that he lifted shadowbane, the great axe, to his shoulder and was on his way. but not before turning around and waving a final farewell to the noble and brave people of haven and far reach, back now was a journey to ulfgars liking. a return journey. the journey home. :
farewell to haven
Moderator: Admin
Bye Ulfgar, you may be the best Dwarf I've ever met. I hope we see you again and your journey is successful.
-Eli (Full Elvish: Elaith Vonaduran Craulnober)
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )
There once was a man named Eli,
A man who claimed he could not die.
But one thing makes him wail:
That's when there is no ALE!
Thus his tale: with no beer, he will cry.
(The dark haired, green eyed mage child has faded into the past leaving behind one not quite an adult, but clearly no longer a child. The warrior-mage mixture that he has become can only be described as a survivor. )