<strong>PC</strong>Brogan (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=683441)<br/><strong>Location</strong>On Shore/In the village<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Galacia, Any<br/><hr/>Brogan stared into the eyes of the woman before him as she spoke, noting the green depth of them as she answered his question. For a moment, what he could see of her face hinted at an elven heritage, but he could not be certain, and felt it might be a bit rude to ask her point-blank about it now. Instead, he did his best to focus on her words. Her business here was unimportant - which didn't seem logical - to come all this way, to endure the dangers of the crossing for something 'unimportant' did not sound like something a normal person might do. But she did admit that she was 'looking for something', so there was that. Religious callings or perhaps financial gains... those were the two most likely reasons for her being here, then. The 'something' she sought could be coin - or answers of a divine nature. People had done much more for far less.<br/><br/>Brogan, on the contrary, felt he had little reason to hide his reason for being here.<strong> "I am looking for someone. My father came here long ago, and I seek to discover his fate,"</strong>he said.<strong>"These,"</strong>he shrugged, indicating the breastplate and shield that hung from his backpack,<strong>"Are to help ensure I do so in one piece,"</strong>he said, giving her a crooked grin. The twin tusks of his lower jaw were quite small, but plainly visible when he smiled.<strong> "I do not seek trouble, but if that is what I find during the course of my search... then I hope to be prepared for it." </strong><br/><br/>Few had spoken to him much on the journey. He was well-aware that many humans, elves and otherwise did not trust his people, a lesson her had learned painfully long ago. It no longer mattered to him, but when one of another people -did- speak to him, he took it to heart.<strong>"Perhaps after you have settled, we might enjoy some bread together,"</strong>he offered, doing his best not to sound clumsy. Brogan expected rejection, but made the offer nonetheless. He did not seem to care that other newcomers moved around and past him to speak to the innkeeper.