Klanganore bursts through the tavern doors in his usual unassuming manner.
"Alright lads and lasses I be plannin on winnin me all these 'games' at the festival. Which one of ye wants the services of my humble self?"
Klanger walks to his table against the wall and enjoys a wee nip of his flask.
"Alright lads and lasses I be plannin on winnin me all these 'games' at the festival. Which one of ye wants the services of my humble self?"
Klanger walks to his table against the wall and enjoys a wee nip of his flask.