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The casual praise eased his embarrassment a little. Nuir tilted his head with a slightly perplexed expression. He took the hand an shook it lightly. "Well met. I am Nuir." Came by way of simple introduction in reply. Nuir was the type that had never done enough reading. If anything he felt he...

Lyssia, that was a nice name. Nuir wasn't so good at deriving a person's origin from their name. Nor could he make heads or tales of her glum, somewhat cryptic description of herself. She seemed to have been through quite a lot. "Well met.....Alliria is a big place. Perhaps you can be found...

Nuir almost hadn't recognized her at first. When he had seen the figure stealthily and swiftly moving down the street, he had felt a strange feeling of familiarity. The sense of something half-remembered. Like a name on the tip of his tongue. It wasn't until he had seen a bit hair and an ashen...

The gimmick had turned out to be well worth the price in amusement. He gave a small smile listening to the enchantment distorted laugh of his companion. He could see why this festival was so popular. There was certainly a whimsy to these little tricks. Nuir followed Carling d'Argent along with...

He offered a few surprised blinks in response to her searing enthusiasm. Well....if ever someone was going to bump into a fellow literature enthusiast it was going to be in a library. He wasn't sure why she was asking though, unless perhaps she had also been interested in the book? Or perhaps...

The elf tilted his head. He hadn't imagined that a golem could be flustered but this one seemed to be. Nor could he follow why that might be. Perhaps it was simply shy by its nature. "I see." Nuir replied quietly to the golem's somewhat roundabout explanation that it was lost. He didn't know...

He offered a small shake of his head to her apologies. After all it had only been an assumption on his part that she her collision was the cause. He might have lost his footing even without her intervention. There was no hint of reproach or anger in his face. He did feel a touch embarrassed...

Nuir who had been desperately reaching, felt the tips of his fingers make contact. It was almost in his grasp. Only to be shoulder checked by a passerby. The small bump caught him off guard. In one of his less elegant moments he the momentum carried him forward to smack his forehead on the...

In retrospective she was right of course. He had seen first hand that travelers were kept at arm's length here. He took no offense to her words. Indeed if he had ill intent it would have been a ripe situation to exact such evils. Nuir shook his head lightly "I keep forgetting my manners. I am...

The Elf seemed to hesitate. He really would have preferred she ate the sweet. She clearly needed it. Then again she seemed to be coming around. Talking also worked some times to bring a person free of shock. Murdering another, in self defense or not was plenty reason to be in such a state...

Nuir tilted his head watching with vague interest as the golem riffled through various items. They did all seem like practical items...except for the glass bottle. It was a wonder that a being of rock could tote such a thing around without breaking it. Nuir rarely used glass or crystalline...

The elf gave a small frown in response. He looked over her a bit more closely. Had he been mistaken? She didn't seem to be fully present which he had initially taken to be due to shock but perhaps she was just travel weary. He tilted his head a little "Are you...not injured?...." He felt a...

So the Golem was not a construct with a specific purpose or natural denizen of the area. There truly were all walks of life in Arethil. He wasn't sure there was a specific name for what the golem was doing, mining perhaps. Though most Dwarven miners he had known weren't in charge of selling...

Hushed whispering broke the otherwise usual sounds of morning bustle. From where he sat it took Nuir a moment to see what everyone was pretending not to see. The citizens and travelers alike busy assuring themselves it wasn't their business. A woman had stopped in the middle of the street and...

The Elf seemed unbothered by the sudden returned curiosity. He supposed it was only fair. "Well met.....and no I suppose it would be unique in these parts. On both accounts." He had even met someone with his own name. There were as many names as stars so he found it more peculiar when such...