"A mixture of Vix and Fiern. How interesting.", the noble said. It was not very usual to see a mixture of races in Tremshire, since most of the population there come from large clans of races and such.

Then, another guy came into the fort. He carried a cross, which seemed to be metallic. He apologized for arriving late, when he was just in time. The noble looked at him and said, "Do not apologize, priest.", the noble said as he assumed that Berthellemy was some kind of priest. "You are joining this quest, aren't you? If you are then I require your name.", the noble said.