Endemerrin grinned to himself as the group began to mingle amongst themselves. He leaned over to whisper a few things in the ear of the Lalafell Black Mage sitting to his right, who nodded slowly for a moment before pointing out a few locations on the map to Endemerrin. The two studied it for a moment before seeming to come to an agreement on something with a mutual nod. The Dunesfolk rolled up the map and tucked it away before peering curiously at the various adventurers around the table with the lone green eye that stood out from his covered face. Seeming content with who had volunteered thus far, he brought a hand up to pull down the massive brim of his hat, and sunk back into his chair.
"Everyone has to start somewhere, love." He offers a sly wink to the Roegadyn woman, before biting his lip in contemplation. His eyes open wide for a moment as if coming to a realization before he fishes down to his hip and heaves up a pair of massive weapons from his hips. With two loud thunks he sets the Sphairai upon the table, before glancing to Genevieve and gesturing to her Cesti. "Hell, maybe I could even show you a thing or two." He gave a short laugh and picked up one of the coeurl-esque weapons. As he held it, the jaw dropped open and it seemed to almost growl, inaudibly of course.
"Don't be shy!" Endemerrin called out to the crowds that shuffled by. "Plenty of riches and excitement to be had out in the deepcroft! Why bother with boring leves when you can have real adventure!" He beckoned strangers forward, hoping to snare a few more willing souls.
"Everyone has to start somewhere, love." He offers a sly wink to the Roegadyn woman, before biting his lip in contemplation. His eyes open wide for a moment as if coming to a realization before he fishes down to his hip and heaves up a pair of massive weapons from his hips. With two loud thunks he sets the Sphairai upon the table, before glancing to Genevieve and gesturing to her Cesti. "Hell, maybe I could even show you a thing or two." He gave a short laugh and picked up one of the coeurl-esque weapons. As he held it, the jaw dropped open and it seemed to almost growl, inaudibly of course.
"Don't be shy!" Endemerrin called out to the crowds that shuffled by. "Plenty of riches and excitement to be had out in the deepcroft! Why bother with boring leves when you can have real adventure!" He beckoned strangers forward, hoping to snare a few more willing souls.
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