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BirdboyThe short figure would smile a bit and would look up toward Viola. Since he had to look up, his freckled face and eye-patch came into closer into view. The eye-patch had the symbol of an upside down cross upon sewn in, his uncovered eye was hazel. The shorter figure's brunette hair was messy and bristle like untrimmed shrubbery.
He did step back somewhat at Mathias' words, and somewhat at their tone. He would flip through his book, leaning on his staff for support for a few moments. A look of worry flickering across his, as he'd bite his lower lip searching through something. The book itself was made from standard leather and string binding, there was no title embossed on it. The pages however had various symbols, some physical diagrams, and other random knowledge upon it that were rapidly being turned through. It had far more blank pages upon it.
He was muttering under his breath in some foreign tongue in a slurry of uncomfortable gibberish.
The prosthetic hand seemed finely crafted, made out of an olive wood that matched the skin-tone of the wearer. A keen observer would likely notice a few 'bumps' upon it, that resembled simple switches. The staff was made out of a similar wood, with a curved nook for a lantern to be balanced upon and locked into with a metal clamp.
He'd eventually hit a page in the book and nod.
"Oh, my regrets dear-"
He looked up to Mathias sheepishly. "Sir, I haveth meant not to insult with hardness, Kal-you-less-ness. I had found the ring of thine laugh of good joy."
"I-I seek henceforth, a guide to the village of RIZER-KU-Ghol-Berg...."
He struggled yet again, there was a nearby village of Risserkogelen. "I, do hope upon yon mercy."
"Pleasant kindness & fortune upon you, my lady."
The short fellow would bow to Viola. "The a-ssis-thance is most appreciated. My task is of some import there."
He did step back somewhat at Mathias' words, and somewhat at their tone. He would flip through his book, leaning on his staff for support for a few moments. A look of worry flickering across his, as he'd bite his lower lip searching through something. The book itself was made from standard leather and string binding, there was no title embossed on it. The pages however had various symbols, some physical diagrams, and other random knowledge upon it that were rapidly being turned through. It had far more blank pages upon it.
He was muttering under his breath in some foreign tongue in a slurry of uncomfortable gibberish.
The prosthetic hand seemed finely crafted, made out of an olive wood that matched the skin-tone of the wearer. A keen observer would likely notice a few 'bumps' upon it, that resembled simple switches. The staff was made out of a similar wood, with a curved nook for a lantern to be balanced upon and locked into with a metal clamp.
He'd eventually hit a page in the book and nod.
"Oh, my regrets dear-"
He looked up to Mathias sheepishly. "Sir, I haveth meant not to insult with hardness, Kal-you-less-ness. I had found the ring of thine laugh of good joy."
"I-I seek henceforth, a guide to the village of RIZER-KU-Ghol-Berg...."
He struggled yet again, there was a nearby village of Risserkogelen. "I, do hope upon yon mercy."
"Pleasant kindness & fortune upon you, my lady."
The short fellow would bow to Viola. "The a-ssis-thance is most appreciated. My task is of some import there."