Re: Adventure of Wyvern Tor, Too
===== Victor's Group =====
Victor spoke with care for the volume of his voice, but it was clear stealth was never in his wheelhouse. He kept his voice below its customary boom, saying, "Army wore at my soul over the years, felt like a cats-paw for the idle rich, so I jumped at retirement while I could still think of myself as a good man, or as good as someone who's only good for killing can be. Bought a cottage, some goats. Retirement didn't sit well with me, either. Got bored, felt useless. Got a letter from old Hallwinter, my own former captain, offering work. Figured I'd take a job keeping the peace around Phandalin, instead of rusting away with my armor. It was that or banditry, and I have a bad habit of murdering bandits, so I doubt they'd take me." Victor winked. "Sold the cottage, ate the goats, joined a caravan headed here. Worked as a guard for my spot in the caravan of course. Met these fine folk, helped take out an orc camp, then we agreed to find some dwarf's brothers, or cousins, can't remember which. Which leads us to here. A startling number of people have come and gone these few weeks, but those who've stayed, I feel I've known for years. Good folk. A little softhearted at times, most of them seem to believe in such a thing as fair fight, but capable one and all. Before I die, I hope to learn elvish, so I can understand a word our friend here is saying." He claps a hand on Ero's shoulder, jostling the slender elf, and chuckled lightly.