Nambias found his way into Seringale and was overtaken with the grandeur
of the city. Being of humble origins, only wearing a simple monk robe,
everything overtook his senses. What took him greater than the others was a
beautiful harmonious sound. Ignoring the shop keeps along the east common
road, Garp pointed him to the Mocker's Tavern to the north, along main
street just before north square. Istina greeted him at the door, explaining
why he was hearing such beautiful music and how all the Bards of the land
came here to practice their skills. From then on Nambias found himself
meditating and enjoying the comforts of the tavern. One day a hooded figure
struck Istina and enter the realms, terrorizing those inside the tavern.
From this day on, he decided to call this his home and protect all those
that reside within it. From this day on, Nambias knew he would find a home
within the Heralds.
Description:
A young man stands before you, with a slight smile. His skin is bronze
tanned and he does not have a single visible scar. Dark blond hair flows
down his neck to the top of his shoulders, tucked behind his lightly pointed
ears. His eyes beam a soft blue and gaze about aimlessly. A soft scent of
aromatic cigars hangs about him like a healing aura. There is nothing
particularly unique about the half-elf, but he does seem to radiate a
calming presence.
Heralds are as always welcoming new members. You don't even need a religion to autoinduct if you really want to join.
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