To Esgallhugwen's surprise the Dwarf opened up about a story, that seemed rather sad at the end but none the less Lis offered her a drink. Esgallhugwen took a stool beside her "my name is Esgallhugwen, some have difficulty pronouncing it I have recently realized, so I suppose it would do no harm in calling me Elenglin, a more personal name that my mother used", she smiled taking the offer of drink with thanks.
Lis ordered up an ale and Esgallhugwen took it gladly having a taste for strong things. She took a sip "I suppose I would say I hail from close to what is now called 'Eryn Lasgalen', my home had no name, it didn't last long enough to be given one" she stopped with a sad tone, "which brings me here, to lift up my spirits I suppose though long years I have wondered, with only my mount, Morsereg, as a companion".
Esgallhugwen smiled at the Dwarf, taking another drink. "I have never held converse with a Dwarf before, your people are most courtious".
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