<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/be/14/ca/be14cafdea164d83f9fe502bfc695c52.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Hugh Longfellow</span></strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2494367)<br/>Outside Magnimar<br/><br/>Hugh firmly returned the dwarf's handshake, happy to have a paying job that... took him away from Magnimar.<br/><br/>"Thank you so much, sir," Hugh said, shaking the dwarf's hand heartily and thankfully.   "You won't regret it." How auspicious.  He wondered which god he'd have to thank for such luck.  When Mortwell gave him a look, Hugh returned it with a grin, but he quickly followed after the dwarf to assist him in any way.<br/><br/>"I only need to purchase some rations for the way, and maybe a sleeping bag, if we're sleeping rough," he began.   "I'm also in the market for a mace.  Do you know where I might find one nearby?"<br/><br/>