[Faldain can be seen sitting at the small, crude table, the remains of a stubby candle the only illumination at the moment. He seems to not be paying attention, resting his chin on his hands, red eyes glimmering against the flickering light. Rubbing at his eyes gently, he pushing his hair from his eyes, speaking softly.Well...we seem to be stuck
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[It sounds too much like his mother's people for comfort.]
I am no...no such creature, my apologies.
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It...is very interesting..
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Faldain. Faldain Randir.
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Ah...well met. But please...you may call me Dain.
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