Neziul
KrystalKleoVis nodded his thanks to the armored man and slowly bent down to scoop his bag up off the floor, he gave it a good dusting and slipped it back on, not taking his good eye off of the paladin and casting a circle of green light on his face with the bad one.
"thank you.." mumbled Vis, awkwardly. He still had more things to go and buy but the paladin seemed to have a point, it was very warm outside for some reason and the heat seared Vis' pale skin.
"I think thare ith a inn on tha wetht thide of the marketh, pathed ith by when I goth hear." he needed a drink after that much lisping, something to calm his nerves but he only drank in private, so it seemed he wouldn't be able to. Vis tightened his scarf around his face, just in a way it would stay on but not in a way it would show impressions of his scaring. "there ith altho an airy bar thomewhere near thare."
Vis turned his eye away from the armored man and looked at the group he had accosted with his tripping, there was a scraggly gnome at his feet, reminding him of an ugly cat but he mentally slapped himself as he knew he wasn't that good looking himself. Then there was the woman cloaked in fine fabric, with the heavens printed on the inside, she spoke to him and Vis shuddered, her words felt strange to him, they came out in a way that sounded like she didn't know what she was saying, yet was very accurate.
He kept his eyes on her, one to look at her and the other to cast a ghostly, green glow.
"thank you.." mumbled Vis, awkwardly. He still had more things to go and buy but the paladin seemed to have a point, it was very warm outside for some reason and the heat seared Vis' pale skin.
"I think thare ith a inn on tha wetht thide of the marketh, pathed ith by when I goth hear." he needed a drink after that much lisping, something to calm his nerves but he only drank in private, so it seemed he wouldn't be able to. Vis tightened his scarf around his face, just in a way it would stay on but not in a way it would show impressions of his scaring. "there ith altho an airy bar thomewhere near thare."
Vis turned his eye away from the armored man and looked at the group he had accosted with his tripping, there was a scraggly gnome at his feet, reminding him of an ugly cat but he mentally slapped himself as he knew he wasn't that good looking himself. Then there was the woman cloaked in fine fabric, with the heavens printed on the inside, she spoke to him and Vis shuddered, her words felt strange to him, they came out in a way that sounded like she didn't know what she was saying, yet was very accurate.
He kept his eyes on her, one to look at her and the other to cast a ghostly, green glow.