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[h1] [color=f7941d]Bardulf Siegfried[/color] [/h1]
[b]Time:[/b] Nighttime
[b]Location:[/b] River Port
[b]Interactions:[/b] Annya [@princess], Kaleb [@FunnyGuy], and Bron [@Gingerboi123]
[b]Equipment:[/b] Leather armor over smallclothes, tooth necklace, halberd, and [hider=Rucksack]
One bedroll
a mess kit
a tinderbox
a waterskin
300 amas
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Bardulf wandered from the forests edge into town, still bewildered by the sudden change of pace. He had just been on the way to visit his late wife's grave and now he found himself in some magical world. It was simply a lot for him to take in. He pulled the hood of his cloak over his head and kept to the side of the road as he entered town. He gazed at whatever signs he could, seeing a weird language that he somehow understood perfectly. [color=f7941d][i]Must be more of that magic those robed people were talking about...[/i][/color] He thought to himself, still sticking to the darker edge of the street to avoid any unwanted attention. After hanging a left and walking a few more blocks however, he would find that he wasn't the only one on the streets this late at night.

A younger boy with a lighter hair color stood in front of an incredibly well-dressed woman. Ignoring the seemingly perfect features and the very innocuous point and length to her ears before turning his eyes towards the much smaller figure who stood across from them both. Their red hair stood out the most to Bardulf, who had seen a few people with such hairstyles back home from the north. Perhaps they too, were from his homeland? He had several questions, and his nerves were winning the best of him, telling him to just keep moving along. He stopped walking, staring at their growing confrontation for several moments too long, bordering on awkward levels of time as he just stood frozen with anxiety. [color=f7941d][i]Just...say...hi...You're overthinking this.[/i][/color] He finally took one step forward and approached the trio.

[color=f7941d]"He...Hello there. You wouldn't happen to know much about this town would you? I am...new around here. I'm just looking for a place to stay and any kind of information you're willing to share. I hope I am not interrupting anything?"[/color] He spoke somewhat meekly, his bass-filled voice contrast to his volume and overall tone of voice as he tried to speak as politely as he could to the folks who he gathered must be having a moment. But he was more or less out of options at this moment so against his better judgement he decided to risk any altercation just to figure out anything he could.

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