Drizzt saw this one enter the sorting room and just had to pop his head in.
The dark elf entered the room, seeing Beowulf already comparing swords and trading monster slaying stories. Even with his vast experience with the dwarves and the barbarian tribes of Icewind Dale, he had yet to get used to socializing over comparing tales. It could have been worse, among drow such tales involved vivid descriptions of torture.
"Another great monster slayer in our midst," Drizzt said, approaching the new warrior.
Drizzt drew his scimitars and spun them around his arms before sheathing them, a typical drow gesture to demonstrate one' skills while communicating diplomacy. His elven sense of subtlety nudged him, though his inborn drow pride allowed for a compromise.
"I am Drizzt Do'Urden," he said, "dragonsbane and slayer of all manner of beasts. Well met, warrior."
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The dark elf entered the room, seeing Beowulf already comparing swords and trading monster slaying stories. Even with his vast experience with the dwarves and the barbarian tribes of Icewind Dale, he had yet to get used to socializing over comparing tales. It could have been worse, among drow such tales involved vivid descriptions of torture.
"Another great monster slayer in our midst," Drizzt said, approaching the new warrior.
Drizzt drew his scimitars and spun them around his arms before sheathing them, a typical drow gesture to demonstrate one' skills while communicating diplomacy. His elven sense of subtlety nudged him, though his inborn drow pride allowed for a compromise.
"I am Drizzt Do'Urden," he said, "dragonsbane and slayer of all manner of beasts. Well met, warrior."