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*'''a young sylayan named Kaliska''' - This young sylayan girl is slender in form, much of which is hidden under a sort of dress made from animal pelts. Her blond hair hangs loose around her face and frames green eyes which are sharp and seem to miss nothing. Her movements are swift and sometimes nearly undetectable, and surprising strength of limb is displayed as she reaches again and again to spin the roulette wheel. When she moves, the glint of a hidden hilt notes that though small and merry, this individual is unafraid to do what she needs to if she discovers cheating. | *'''a young sylayan named Kaliska''' - This young sylayan girl is slender in form, much of which is hidden under a sort of dress made from animal pelts. Her blond hair hangs loose around her face and frames green eyes which are sharp and seem to miss nothing. Her movements are swift and sometimes nearly undetectable, and surprising strength of limb is displayed as she reaches again and again to spin the roulette wheel. When she moves, the glint of a hidden hilt notes that though small and merry, this individual is unafraid to do what she needs to if she discovers cheating. | ||
*'''Nils, a weary old wolf''' - A small specimen, this wolf seems quite tame by comparison to other Ithaquan wildlife. He is indifferent to anyone nearby, generally ignoring those who've nothing to offer him. Seeming a little worse for wear from his years spent in Ithaqua's harsh climate, his fur is thinning, and he walks with a slight limp, favoring the left side. Despite this, his demeanor is easygoing and without malice, his wild roots long since dispatched. | |||
*'''Magaelan, the barkeep''' - A burly elven man, long worn by the winds of the Ithaquan wood, Magaelan still bears the marks of the life he led before becoming a barkeep. Calluses cover his large, thick-fingered hands, with small scars and the remains of gouges mingling over them, and his build is knotted with muscle. Oddly, he still carries a small smith's toolset hung at his hip, perhaps a quirk attributed to routine. But even having given up his leather smith's apron for that of the barman, he is nonetheless an enormous and intimidating man, moving slowly and deliberately as a walking tree might. | |||
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