Harth goes outside a fair bit, these days. Not exactly all the time, but he likes the open air, and making a dash for the bar door after waiting just a little too long for the sun to come up adds a touch of excitement to what might otherwise be a bit of a routine existence.
Thus: Harth. Running up to keep pace alongside his sister, or try, with a grin.
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Harth goes outside a fair bit, these days. Not exactly all the time, but he likes the open air, and making a dash for the bar door after waiting just a little too long for the sun to come up adds a touch of excitement to what might otherwise be a bit of a routine existence.
Thus: Harth. Running up to keep pace alongside his sister, or try, with a grin.
"Mornin', Mel!"
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"Morning, brat. How's the after-un-life?"
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"Eh," he says eloquently. "Same old. I'm tentacle-farming these days. Yours?"
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"Been killing a lot of your old friends. And going horseback riding.
"...tentacle?"
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