The sleepy Munchkin raised his head from the counter where he'd fallen asleep to gently slap Terry on the back. "Heh. Good one..." "Careful, or else we'll have a real elf running around drunk..." Lind yawned, and sat up. "I was over there a few months back. Good people, I suppose - but they really need to reform their government. But all in all, they don't live up to their reputation of being "snotty". Honestly, most of them were extremely friendly and helpful - the ones that we didn't have to fight with, anyways.Oh, and if you're ever going to Cenauri, let me know - there's a really excellent inn there, although I can't remember the name just now..." He stretched, and scanned the room - stopping stiff the moment he spotted the board.
"...Just how long has there been a quest regarding the Immortal One up there?"
He instantly signed his name to the bottom of the sheet.
Lind Whisperer (signs up for Quest #147).