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"This must be quite a task if Nature has sent one of it's own warriors to help" Darghon looks at the Elf smiling "and welcome"
Darghon pulls his wings and tail back inside him reverting to what is close as possible as he can to what he can call his human form. Still though, no where near as close as his kinfolk can come, the price for being half dragon he knows. He pulls back his hood revealing his hairless head.
Wandering over to the pot where the stew is, he grabs a bowl and fills it up. It does smell abit bland, but he sits and eats. Feeling the nourishment start to course through his body, he looks at the Elf.
"So, D'Aleen, what has made you come on this journey? Even though we could be risking our lives and quite possible not even surviving through to the end?" Darghon gives her a toothey grin.
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Can you see me grin grin grrriiiiinnnning?!
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