Zuigrii looks at the bowl on the bar. He pulls out some coins and puts them out to the bar keeper. “If you have anything fresher to eat, I’d appreciate it.”
He turns back to the person seated at the bar. “I know Beastkin are more solitary typically but we’re facing a time where banding together is more and more necessary. My name is Zuigrii. I’ve helped beastkin who have traveled through before and I don’t mind doing it again. What do you need?”
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A 7 foot tall beastkin with brown fur and the features of a wolf walks into the tavern and starts heading to one of the tables on the side of the room. About half way there he stops and sniffs the air before walking directly up to the hooded figure at the bar.
“Excuse me for intruding but you’re new in town, yes?” He leans on the bar with one arm. “I’m not usually nosy like this but I’ve seen Beastkin getting confused for werewolves more than usual lately and I’m not one to let someone face that alone.”
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Zuigrii chuckles and takes a sip.
When Sylvia asks about the rumor he rolls his eyes. “I’m not sure how many people took it seriously. I don’t know who started it but I’ve taken steps to protect myself in the future. I doubt it was a malicious thing anyway. If it was though I’m starting to develop some theories but that will come another day.”
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Zuigrii nods to his glass for the next round.
“There is no way she’s there. If she was, the gates would have been busted open and we’d be getting berated for not working right now.”
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Zuigrii picks up his glass and cheers Sylvia and then the third glass. “To the guildmistress. Let her hammer blows ring out with the thunder.”
He downs his drink and places his glass back on the bar.
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Zuigrii sits down next to Sylvia. “I know supplies are low but at least start us off with 3 glasses of whatever is best. It’s not a night to spare expense.”
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Zuigrii turns to Kethri.
“If you’re amenable, would we be able to head to your office to talk? Not everything I wish to discuss requires secrecy but enough does that I would like to try to keep it under wraps.”
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Zuigrii continues walking as he continues talking.
“Oh you get used to it eventually. You’re showing plenty of promise already. Besides, the chaos becomes normal and if it ever becomes too much you’ll have your own room here or you can come by my place and get away. Plus I’m around here occasionally anyway. Making deliveries from the artisans guild or talking to Kethri. I actually need to talk to her after we’re done showing you around anyway. I’m not as studied and need some information on magics I don’t personally practice.”
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Zuigrii follows along with the tour until they enter an area with the strongest wards up before pulling Balasar to the side for a second.
“I understand your excitement and eagerness to handle this curse on the lands but it is sometimes best not to talk about the specifics. Too many smiths at the anvil and none can swing a hammer if we’re not careful. Plus there are those that don’t want us to succeed so we need to try to make sure we don’t let them find out what we are doing next.”
Zuigrii claps his hand onto Balasar’s shoulder before straightening up with a smile.
“We’ve got this. Trust in our party and those who fight for this kingdom and all of the planes.”
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Zuigrii grins as storm talks.
“Yep. Side effect of the ritual but no complaints from me.”
He turns back to Nill.
“So a weapon not made of metal. Do you have a preferred fighting style? I can make quite a few things out of bone and wood. I can also do stone. Let me know what you want and I’ll see what I can do.”
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Zuigrii reaches down and shakes her hand.
“Yes. You may call me Zuigrii.”
He pulls his hand back.
“What do you mean by stick?”
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