<div class="floatleft">(http://hydra-media.cursecdn.com/neverwinter.gamepedia.com/thumb/3/3c/GF_Tiefling.jpg/173px-GF_Tiefling.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<em>Eldran’Tyr</em><br/><strong>Hit Points</strong>:<em>47/47</em><br/><hr/><br/>He took another sip of his tea, listening to the question from brother Tanat.  "Little more than that.  Politics is beyond me."  His own decision?  Or dictated to him?  Bannok was the rightful lord, but asking about him amongst most people would give you dark looks or be spat upon.  He was not well loved... and coming from me, that's saying a lot."  He offered with a rare moment of external bitterness.  Realizing what he said, he cleared his throat.  "Oldaren has no claim to the throne, but he seems to be loved.  He is certainly more well liked, so much that most people don't care about the takeover."  He paused, looking down at the two documents on the table, as if that were an adequate distraction.  "Admittedly it is... confusing."<br/><br/>And just like that, Tanat had changed paths, and was asking about him now?  He hesitated, immediately feeling embarrassed to even be talking about his own deeds.  "Little really of consequence, brother."  Humble and modest to a fault.  "There were some bandits that came out of Port Lahu.  Their ship had run aground, so they took to raiding farms, mostly.  The villagers couldn't really afford to hire any protection, and they were sloppy.  Lazy, drunk mostly."  Another brief shrug.  I considered going further north, to the port, but never made it that far.  There were these things west of here... Not even sure what they were.  Stunk like the d..."  he coughed again.  "Nuisances, really."