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> Galeron eyes the half elf suspicously, it is not often that when he
enters a bar that he is offered a friendly smile and a place to sit
without their being some hostility hidden behind it. But this half
elf knows what its like to be ostracized he has been outcasts by the
two peoples he longs to be a part of. Galeron looks him over again
and decides he will risk sitting with him, besides, it has been a
long time since "Seedsplitter" had crushed some bones.
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> "Thank you, I think I will. Didn't catch your name? Mines Galeron
and this here is Seedsplitter" Galeron motions towards his huge
Goliath great hammer.
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"Tainth Photusduty, from the Pale. I'm a bard-marshall, of no
great skill, but I have had my triumphs. My tale has its points of
interest, and like any bard, I am happy to share it." And like any
bard, he quickly starts to do so when his companion fails to express
total rejection of the idea.

"Mother is the bravest woman in the Pale, a point widely
acknowledged. In any battle, she is the first to reach the enemy and
the last to flee. This last can be something of a problem if one
fights equal or superior forces, which Mother often has. Suffice it
to say that in several unsuccessful battles, she ended up at the
mercy of those who had no reason to be merciful to her. And each
time she has eventually returned home with me, or one of my half-
brothers or sisters. She has, of course, been quite tightlipped
about the details of what happened, tho I like to think my own case
was consensual to some degree, which it likely was, compared to that
of Elvira, my half-orc sister, at least.
"A lovely girl, or so I understand. As her brother, I am not the
best of judges, and my elven blood has problems considering
fangs "cute". Still, those who should know would seem to say you
would find her quite attractive."

The half-elf pauses to take a drink. "Now, where was I?"