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Thid
The Fragmented Chronicles
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Delainy didn't understand Itt'Thid. How he talked, how he looked around… he just seemed odd. He didn't really talk at all, only gurgled. There were strange stumps around his mouth, with golden rings around them, but unlike most rings, the base was solid. But even though he didn't talk very well, she understood what he was saying. Itt'Thid was an enigma. He didn't seem to like belladonna, history, nature or smalltalk. He didn't care for magic, poetry, song or dance. In fact, she wasn't sure what he liked…
The wolfwere cocked her head to one side. Itt'Thid seemed to be conversing with the strange marked Xzar-mage, but it wasn't a conversation she understood. Xzar was chattering, and Itt'Thid was silent. Nearby, the two halflings, Alora and Montaron seemed to be sharing a similar style of conversation. Alora was talking and Montaron was silent. But despite how grumpy Montaron was, he kept glancing at Alora when he thought no one was looking. It was a very strange group that had come to the island…