Recent content by Drawen Asmunder

He finished his counting and looked her in the eyes while carrying a beetle onto the table. “His name is Drawian The Last, because of inbreeding he can’t have children, but he does what Muck Beetles are made to do best.” The beetle called Drawian had a blank stare but that was not what caught...

“Oh I’m sorry my eyes wandered for a bit, but if I don’t watch those bugs who knows where they would go? But I’d love to join your cause” He stood up and started calling his Muck Beetles over, making sure he had all his things and counting them to make sure all of them were present.

“Just curious, but this position does sound interesting anything else I should know? His concentration had gone elsewhere to his beetles wandering around while he sipped his mead. Zathria At'Arel

Drawen finished his mead, he looked at her and asked “How long have you been up here?” while handing another coin to one of his beetles, which flew over to the bar. He sat and down looking curiously at her intricate armor, while waiting for some more mead.

“No matter where Drows go it seems the nomadic life follows” He said with nearly sorrow in his voice. His beetles started to wander around the tavern, but Drawen didn’t seem to even take notice of it. He took off his shoulder pad and started drinking some more mead with it getting faster with...

He looked nearvous, not sweaty but not dry either. “You’re not wrong but you are not right either, my lineage used to be nobels but those days are long gone. You can only do so much for a nomadic family by tending to their pets, so one day they were forced to starve or send me away.” He was in...

He looked as the other Drow walked closer. “I have been here since my parents kicked me out, I walk these paths freely because if a elf or anyone tries to harm me I would make sure that they would be followed by my beetles and dealt with. What brings a girl like you to the surface?” He looked...

Drawen sat at a small table in a corner of the room. His Muck Beetles by his side, he was drinking a big cup of mead. His light armor shined on his body. He had given a coin to one of his beetles and it went up and got him another mead. He looked at the entering Drow. Clearly if she was someone...