The group had all but forgotten the silent half-elf following them from a distance. The only words they had heard him say were "I will join" when they first took the mission. He was average height and of slim build, with long dark hair, a full mustache, and a goatee. He wore a long jacket, the type worn by sailors on the airships, but it was his eyes that stood out. They held a wild, almost crazed look and one might swear they could see a small flash of lightning in his pupil just as he looked away. No one wanted to raise an objection to his joining the group, and for the entire journey, he had remained silent and some distance from the main group. Apparently preferring to keep his own company rather than that of the others.
As they reached the cliffs, they looked back and he was gone. Appearing a few moments later on the far cliff to the south. (A 15)
EDIT: I was going to say that it was hard to see me, but with that roll, probably no one does.
OOC:
Sorry I haven't been posting. Things have been super busy. But Nic said I should join despite my lateness.
BTW. I had to delete and repost because for some reason I ended up with 3 Initiative rolls
Last edited February 10, 2023 7:07 am
