[color=#e86e04]“Ah,” [/color]the bard quietly exclaimed. [color=#e86e04]“I suppose it does throw a wrench in the works.”[/color] Magic could only go so far and more than often the bitch that was life barked and bit one's hand indiscriminately and randomly. His own experience to some might be a blessing, a new, almost fresh start, but for Frank, all he knew was that something important was going on without him and he had to discover what it was. Retracing what memories or fleeting familiarity with places were helping, but nothing concrete enough to have him stay. He’d move on from Kirkwall eventually.
After taking a sip from his tankard, Frank bowed his head into his chest as introductions were made. [color=#e86e04]“Frank. Just that. I can’t recall if I have a surname or not,” [/color]he laughed, shoulders shook with a heavy shrug.[color=#e86e04] “Not even completely sure Frank is my name, but I’m finding the mystery simultaneously entertaining and vexing.” [/color]Adding dangerous didn’t come to the forefront of his addled mind despite his gut internally twisting some.
[color=#e86e04]“Given that most now understand your order better than I think you all like. Fathering children is likely the least of your concerns.” [/color]The task of fighting the darkspawn was not often a long existence except to the lucky and extremely skilled. [color=#e86e04]“With some?” [/color]his brow quirked upwards, latching onto the gossip under the surface. [color=#e86e04]“So there were few who didn’t find it necessary to populate the world with more hungry, disgusting crotch goblins.”[/color] Right now, he was uncertain of having any spawn from his loins. It raised too many feelings and sensations that he could neither place or begin to process without context. Instinctively his hand reached for the drink, shifting to listen to Nathaniel's answer.
After taking a sip from his tankard, Frank bowed his head into his chest as introductions were made. [color=#e86e04]“Frank. Just that. I can’t recall if I have a surname or not,” [/color]he laughed, shoulders shook with a heavy shrug.[color=#e86e04] “Not even completely sure Frank is my name, but I’m finding the mystery simultaneously entertaining and vexing.” [/color]Adding dangerous didn’t come to the forefront of his addled mind despite his gut internally twisting some.
[color=#e86e04]“Given that most now understand your order better than I think you all like. Fathering children is likely the least of your concerns.” [/color]The task of fighting the darkspawn was not often a long existence except to the lucky and extremely skilled. [color=#e86e04]“With some?” [/color]his brow quirked upwards, latching onto the gossip under the surface. [color=#e86e04]“So there were few who didn’t find it necessary to populate the world with more hungry, disgusting crotch goblins.”[/color] Right now, he was uncertain of having any spawn from his loins. It raised too many feelings and sensations that he could neither place or begin to process without context. Instinctively his hand reached for the drink, shifting to listen to Nathaniel's answer.
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