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Lucius' eyes narrow a moment, seeing the weapon drawn. Could the Elf possibly not have drawn a weapon on another man.. on a BEGGAR? Listening to the Elf for a moment, he shakes his head. Justifying the drawing of a weapon on an, to his own knowledge, unarmed man by saying his drinking is a sin? Obvi...

Looking over his shoulder a moment as the elf approaches, he decides to stay a moment and see how the drunken man reacts to the situation. A faint look of worry sparks across his face for a brief moment. Hmm.. I wonder how this fellow who calls himself Gregory will handle this situation. He thought ...

Lucius looks at the man calmly, the stench wafting around in the air. With a small motion he lays his own hand on the beggar's arm and turns it over, placing the silver coin into his hand himself. " I said if a drink is what you desire, then you are free to drink my friend ." And he moves ...

He tilts his head a moment, his eyes thoughtfully scanning over the man. His somber expression seems to turn into that of pity. With a quick movement to his pouch, he withdrawals a single silver coin from it. As he extends it towards the man, he closes his hand before saying to him: " I am givi...

[Open Roleplay] A steady breeze blew along the foot of the mountains. On this day though, the wind seemed colder than usual, and almost seemed a fire-sword wouldn't stand against the chill that traveled over the horizon. Clouds, massive and gray loomed above in the pale colored sky. It hadn't been ...