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[h2]Thymund White[/h2]
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Thymund’s semblance to a human was strange in the way the he spoke. His voice, despite his size, carried a strange tone that seemed to fall ever so slightly deeper than it should for Kaeleer. Thymund was never one to seem intimidating within the courts. It was strange that an individual like Thymund had the authority that he did. His eyes did not line up in color or in likness with any known fey, however this alone was not a giveaway. His talent for always being present before or around something of great importance was almost as well known as he. 

Thymund did not react to being touched as Kaeleer grabbed his shoulder lightly. He would smile as he was greeted, persisting through the comments of Thymund’s knack for showing up before significant events. Thymund felt strange to touch for the general. Despite being a foot shorter and slightly smaller, the man was un-naturally tough to the touch. “Omens come in many forms, though I do not think myself an omen today.” Thymund would speak with a little poise now that he was in proper company. 

After listening to the story of the human who had to be “retrieved” Thymund was interested in the sudden story change. He remembered that Kaeleer found favor in death and cruelty. He let the man continue to speak. It was after he finished that Kaeleer gave away the information Thymund had wanted to know. “I did not, though I presume that you are on your way to give audience to Falk at the Dark Tower in that case?” Thymund would look up at Kaeleer as they walked. “Though this does answer my question if you are; As well as to give you proper escort to the Dark Tower.” Thymund would say as they continued to keep pace. “This aside, I see you have been doing well given your attendance to such events.” This statement sounded like it should have been a question, however Thymund was quick in his conversations at times. “You have been doing well, have you not?”