March leaned against the counter in the Sleeping Dragon Inn, beer in hand he glared at you, the “ Outsider “. You laughed and chatted with the girls as they talked. Then went over to the table where they were playing Dragons & Drama, overlooking the game with Eiland, the DM.

He sneered at you as his older brother, Olric, grabbed his shoulder and whispered.

“ Quit it March. “

“ Im not going anything.. I just don’t trust them. They’re an outsider. “

Olric sighed and rolled his eyes.