BoldGeko
Planetoid
- Joined
- Mar 4, 2024
Harald was taken by surprise when the girl in the green dress suddenly appeared. She was definitely pretty, and he couldn't help himself but to see a slight resemblance to Chrysantheme but also it was obvious that she couldn't be a close relative since too many facial feature differ from the Elf herself. "No I'm not aware of this tale" he said and then put a hand over his heart and bowed slightly before the young woman. "My name is Harald and I would greatly appreciate if you would tell me the story"
He was way more polite towards the young woman then he had been towards Muval. Even though he still mourned his loss of wife in daughter it was almost like second nature to be more polite towards woman and at least within his tribe he was a man that got the attention of woman very easily. Something that wasn't as true on his travels since the most woman was afraid by his bulky figure and the tattoos.
It was a little confusing that she spoke about Chrysantheme like she was a legend. Like a myth about a hero that was long gone and everyone who remembered her died. He had just seen the person who was in this picture, and he was even more sure that they were the same. His eyes wandered for a second to Muval but he decided to keep it for himself that there guardian was right now staying in the pub of the dwarf. The Elf probably had her reasons why she wouldn't show herself as the guardian that people believed in.
The explanation of the woman about there similar feature made a lot of sense. If she was as old as she claimed to be then it was likely that a lot of her blood ran through a lot of people here that didn't even, consider that they were related.
It surprised him that the Elf picked a Bard over the prince. She was pretty enough to be a princess. Harald seemed with every word more and more interested in this tale. Maybe he would start to understand why Chrysantheme was so upset after he showed her the vision. "The trial of trinity?" he asked curious "Please tell me more."
He was way more polite towards the young woman then he had been towards Muval. Even though he still mourned his loss of wife in daughter it was almost like second nature to be more polite towards woman and at least within his tribe he was a man that got the attention of woman very easily. Something that wasn't as true on his travels since the most woman was afraid by his bulky figure and the tattoos.
It was a little confusing that she spoke about Chrysantheme like she was a legend. Like a myth about a hero that was long gone and everyone who remembered her died. He had just seen the person who was in this picture, and he was even more sure that they were the same. His eyes wandered for a second to Muval but he decided to keep it for himself that there guardian was right now staying in the pub of the dwarf. The Elf probably had her reasons why she wouldn't show herself as the guardian that people believed in.
The explanation of the woman about there similar feature made a lot of sense. If she was as old as she claimed to be then it was likely that a lot of her blood ran through a lot of people here that didn't even, consider that they were related.
It surprised him that the Elf picked a Bard over the prince. She was pretty enough to be a princess. Harald seemed with every word more and more interested in this tale. Maybe he would start to understand why Chrysantheme was so upset after he showed her the vision. "The trial of trinity?" he asked curious "Please tell me more."