Helly
Translating for brofists
"Wolf-men? As in men wearing wolves pelts? Or do you mean litterally big wolvea walking on two legs? This does not bode well anyway, so let's leave with the first sun light."
For a man that has chased prey for days on the back of a lizard, falling asleep is as easy as closing one's eyes. Borric looks around, and tenses as he senses something wrong.Gods only know how he was able to get comfortable enough to sleep.
"I'll be ready. The mirror will show the humans and the pretenders. Hopefully that will be enough. If not, perhaps we lock them in the great hall and burn it to the ground."
"Lets forget trying to track Rashid. It would be too easy throw us off simply by wading through the muck. A simple trail is too likely a trap."
Talorc just rubs me the wrong way. I've had the un rangerly urge to burn him alive with Atalantian fire for too long.