eltorin March 20, 2023 Mordel A young man walks up to the others with a stern look on his face, leaning on a stick travelers frequently use. It's not that he visibly needs said stick to walk, per se, but it's steadiness comforts him after a long voyage on the sea. "It's good to feel the earth below my feet again..", he thinks to himself, "..though the hard part is surely just coming right up.", as he takes notice of the travelers with the same thoughts in their eyes, stops in front of them. "Greetings, the name's Mordel. Back home I was called The Wanderer, you may just call me that, whatever rolls off your more tongue easily."
eltorin March 20, 2023 Mordel A young man walks up to the others with a stern look on his face, leaning on a stick travelers frequently use. It's not that he visibly needs said stick to walk, per se, but it's steadiness comforts him after a long voyage on the sea. "It's good to feel the earth below my feet again..", he thinks to himself, "..though the hard part is surely just coming right up.", as he takes notice of the travelers with the same thoughts in their eyes, stops in front of them. "Greetings, the name's Mordel. Back home I was called The Wanderer, you may just call me that, whatever rolls off your tongue easily."
eltorin March 20, 2023 Mordel A young man walks up to the others with a stern look on his face, leaning on a stick travelers frequently use. It's not that he visible needs said stick to walk, per se, but it's steadiness comforts him after a long voyage on the sea. "It's good to feel the earth below my feet again..", he thinks to himself, "..though the hard part is surely just coming right up.", as he takes notice of the travelers with the same thoughts in their eyes, stops in front of them. "Greetings, the name's Mordel. Back home I was called The Wanderer, you may just call me that, whatever rolls off your tongue easily."
eltorin March 20, 2023 Mordel A young man waks up to the others with a stern look on his face, leaning on a stick travelers frequently use. It's not that he visible needs said stick to walk, per se, but it's steadiness comforts him after a long voyage on the sea. "It's good to feel the earth below my feet again..", he thinks to himself, "..though the hard part is surely just coming right up.", as he takes notice of the travelers with the same thoughts in their eyes, stops in front of them. "Greetings, the name's Mordel. Back home I was called The Wanderer, you may just call me that, whatever rolls off your tongue easily."
