A Decision

[Watyll 1104]

Dofur steps up onto the top of the Drunken Sheep and surveys the beautiful scenery and tranquility of the vale. He sighs in happiness for a second and turns to the halflings going about their business below. Running his hand through his hair nervously, Dofur speaks

"Erm...'Ello there, fer those who don't know me, oim Dofur. Fer those who do know me, ye know oi just came here t' visit fer Branfest. Well...after spendin some toime 'ere, I decided...there's no place I'd rather call home. That's right, oive decided to stay. That bein said, I'm penniless an' don' 'ave a place to stay. Do anyone know of a job i could do? Oim said t' be a good fisherman, but oim also persuasive, mehbe oi could be a merchants helper? Oi dunno, but oim glad oim 'ere to stay."

Dofur hops down and waits for the crowds reaction