[Glirdan]

Gróin sat in stunned scilence as Lily spilled her story to him, even if it wasn't the full version. As she continued, Gróin's heart was moved to pity for the young lass. Falling in love and being forced to marry someone else. It was an all too common story in his family. In fact, that was exactly why Gróin was travelling to the Blue Mountains: to meet his bride to be...

It was then he realised that she had finished her story and she was gazing off into space, lost in trance of woe and sorrow. "But… would it not be better to talk to him, find out the truth?" he asked her silently, knowing not what to say to comfort her.

"No! No, he must not know that I am here. If he truly has come looking for another girl, then I will leave and go back to Tommy. But I will not beg him. And I do not want to hear his explanations. Not yet. I can’t handle it yet.”

He looked at her in pity, and, even though he didn't know just how complicated it was for her, he had the sudden urge to pour out his soul to her. The odd thing about Gróin was that he wasn't exactly like the rest of his kin. Actually, like the rest of his race. He was always a timid Dwarf, from the moment he could speak whereas the rest of his kin and race were quicker to anger. Whenever he heard a sad tale, like the one that Lily just told him, he was moved to pity, not scorn. "Perhaps this is why I'm forced to leave my home..."Gróin thought to himself outloud. He looked up and noticed Lily was staring at him strangely. "I'm sorry Lily. I didn't mean to say that out loud. You have enough troubles of your own. I don't want to burden you with my problems."