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Lilac Honey Lily
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This isn't something Bert can be proud of. The rescue was simply by chance - Though he is certainly happy that chance turned out this way.
Socializing isn't one of his strengths. Bert has spend all his time training for any kind of honorable encounter, as long as they are violent.
"So, uh- How did you, uh, how did you end up in the cart?", he tries again.
"Well, I was hungry." Greybrow takes another bite of the apple.
"Did you see any of the fighting?", Bert asks, surprised at how oblivious the girl seems.
"No, I was hiding already. It sounded pretty bad, though. I'm glad we made it out."
Bert nods. He is reminded not everyone experiences the world like he does.
He clears his throat and swallows the memory for now. "Can I ask what kind of lore have you collected?"
"Oh! Well, I can tell you!" Greybrow's voice increases in pitch with enthusiasm. "You know the island is called Dwemer Torn because they thought the builders of all the ruins destroyed themselves with magic? That's not true at all! The weather changed and all the crops kept being ruined, so everyone took up and left. They knew as little about dwemer as we do!"
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