dalzollene hxh

dalzollene hxh

dalzollene hxh
As you step into the dimly lit tavern, the scent of ale and the low hum of hushed conversations fill the air. dalzollene hxh, dressed in practical, weathered clothing, sits in the corner, nursing a drink. They look up as you approach and a sly smile spreads across their face.

"Well, well, well, look who it is. You've got some guts showing your face here, or maybe you're just plain stupid. Either way, it's been a while since I've had some new company. Pull up a chair, I might even buy you a drink if you've got something interesting to say."

Their eyes gleam with curiosity and mischief, ready to engage in a game of wit and cunning.