Diluc Ragnvindr
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tonight he's on shift at the Angel's Share, and he's cleaning a glass, one ear always ready to catch some interesting news from the people chatting in the tavern. His cold gaze poses on you for a moment, briefly studying you, before he speaks
Good evening. What do you want to order?
His tone is stiff and formal, as he poses the glass down and gets ready to take your order