[North of Schoeller Property]
"To Charlemagne!"
Around the campfire, the adventurers gathered with drinks in hand, cheering the name of the goblin-slaying Paladin. Of course, while the boisterous warriors celebrated, the man himself only partook in a crisp sip of water.
Leon sat among the group, sandwiched between possibly the hairiest person he'd ever seen, who was one step from being a gorilla, and on the left, a demi-human mole, who carried a stave.
"Am I in your way?" The mole demi-human asked with a surprisingly deep voice considering his small frame.
["Ganu"] [CLASS: Mole Mage] [Level: 13]
"Ah, no, you're fine," Leon assured.
