<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b6/dd/54/b6dd54938b7d32602cbe5f38d9b5bfda.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Araun Syolkiir</span></strong><br/>Neutral Good Wood Elf Ranger<br/>Level 1<br/><strong>HP:</strong>12/12;<strong>Hit Dice:</strong>1d10<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14;<strong>Proficiency:</strong>+2<br/><strong>Init:</strong>+3;<strong>Speed </strong>35<br/><hr/><br/>The ranger raised an eyebrow at the reaction of the two new travelers. The human male seemed suspicious despite his polite words following his almost childish outburst. Was this really an acolyte of the human's sun god? He seemed to lack something that the elf saw in young priests and druids usually working around the fields. A certain level of humility perhaps?  Not sure what to believe yet, Araun made a mental note to observe the young man, and the silent halfling who already started along the path on her own. Fugitives? Con men? Certainly not brigands. Maybe just travelers with a colorful history? Certainly they must have come from backgrounds he was not familiar with.<br/><br/>As for the response of the half-human, it seemed... clumsy, almost adorable to a point, much like when his daughter would play pretend when she was little, acting as a fey princess without any real knowledge of the subject. Raised by humans he wondered? Caspar was unlike an elven name and Cormyr was still a kingdom of man.<br/><br/>He nodded at the pair in response finally. "Do not be grateful to me, the hospitality is offered to all folk who travel through Greenest. Should you decide to abuse that goodwill though, you will not be thankful for what I have to offer."<br/>And there it was again, his undeniable charm showing itself as he spoke his heart. He was far from ready for any fighting he knew that, his current equipment wasn't quite what an elven ranger was supposed to wield in his mind, but he put aside his scimitars and fancy armor for a better living for his family long ago. Still, twin short swords could wound and bleed and make a prey easier to track, and even with a simple bow, elven aim could be deadly. And despite the fact that he wasn't a heroic adventurer, he was sincere in that if necessary, he would defend the town he called home until now.<br/><br/>"Come, campsite is just over that hill. You can rest and eat if you wish, there is some game in these parts if your trail rations are gone, and stories of the road make any hare or boar roast faster." he added finally, in an attempt to ease any tensions his warning might have caused, in case these people had no ill intent. Also, he was curious about their reaction, hoping to gain some more insight into their behavior, especially the loud acolyte and the awkward redhead.