Recent content by Filn Stenlager

He'd deflected the harsh words of his kin, letting them slide off him as easily as any empty word. He smiled a bit, actually - he hadn't been called out for his affinity for the elves in some time. He almost laughed even, the phrase catching him somewhat off-guard and oddly filling him with a...

Filn was one of good sport, and he didn't exactly harbour the same ire for the winged folk as some of his kin. He was eager to see one of them falter in their so-called greatness, but he had such reactions towards most of such spoken merit. It was only once it had been proven to him did he carry...

"Now why did you go and do that," hollered Filn, begrudgingly handing over a healthy sack of coin to another dwarf who was grinning ear to ear, "ahh, take your coin." He took another swig of his drink and then slammed the empty mug down on a barrel just near to him and then looked up at Ostára...

"Ahh, not to worry," came his gruff reply, followed by a healthy swig of mead from a mug, "he's an Aerai. The lot of them can see with their eyes closed, I swear it..." Filn was far from the heroic sort. He was someone who could brawl and clamour with the best of them, but fighting off bandits...

"There's something in the air this time," Ordin said to his companion. "I can feel it. Aye, like a forge approaching red hot." "What I hear is Vorak has planned no small venture..." One of the dwarves at the table shouted out their theory of their first target, then another spat out their...

A toothy grin and a genuine chuckle resonated from him, pleased with his old friend's disposition. It was good to see spirits were staying high in the midst of such troubled times. He chuckled even more at mention of his fortunes, and yea, he did intend to lend what of it he needed to their...

"Filn," The dwarf's back straightened some, as though surprised by what he heard. Then a familiar weight upon his shoulder. He turned and first his eyes beheld the tome, and then to see him carrying it and by the granite gods...! "It's good to see ye here. Seems yer affairs to the south went...

"... and then I leapt from the carriage, hammer in my hand, and fell upon the orc with such force his head was... well..." Filn's hand slapped against the table with a loud thwack! "...his mother'd never recognize him now!" Those gathered round erupted in laughter, lifted their mugs, and...