[It's always been a bit uncomfortable running into other Dalish. He's adapted his life since he'd been forced to leave his clan years ago, and that, quite often, is frowned upon. His clothes have nothing to do with his heritage, as he's taken upon human fashions and behaviors.
Still, there's not much to be done about that.
He steps out from the tavern, tucking some hair behind his ear.]
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Still, there's not much to be done about that.
He steps out from the tavern, tucking some hair behind his ear.]
Seems a bit lonely out here.
[He shrugs a shoulder.] You hungry or thirsty?