Are
The rough cobbler raised an eyebrow at the man, boy, approaching him. Not that he himself felt more than a child, especially not dressed down like he had been several times, but hard living did things to a person. Things that kept one worrying, aging at breakneck speeds even though the seasons dragged on. The boy lacked the worry, and the lines that followed. Any lines at all it seemed. Neither the wear and tear or the telltale pallid aura those born of the gray lands was present. All of these details noted in one short moment, superfluous though, as a simple look at his clothes should've been enough to tell Are he was greeted by a soul fresher to Caido than even himself.
So he put on his best smile, getting back on his feet to properly greet the new comer. "Heill ok sæll, stranger! I am Are, just a cobbler!" he said and offered the newcomer a small bow. "I'm afraid I don't travel these parts much myself, but I'll help you look, least I can do..." offering what little he could to one in a place he had found himself in just a few weeks prior.
Repaying his debts, it's what he had tried to do from the very first sodden steps he'd taken on Caido's soil. The bard, the warrior, and the lands themselves. For the home he'd been given he'd give what he could back to the world.
"So, what brings you to Caido my friend?"
So he put on his best smile, getting back on his feet to properly greet the new comer. "Heill ok sæll, stranger! I am Are, just a cobbler!" he said and offered the newcomer a small bow. "I'm afraid I don't travel these parts much myself, but I'll help you look, least I can do..." offering what little he could to one in a place he had found himself in just a few weeks prior.
Repaying his debts, it's what he had tried to do from the very first sodden steps he'd taken on Caido's soil. The bard, the warrior, and the lands themselves. For the home he'd been given he'd give what he could back to the world.
"So, what brings you to Caido my friend?"
