[ Rowan's gaze flits quickly up and down, taking in Eddie's demeanor. Anxious about something, but if what's being said is even partially true, it's to be expected. Either way, he hopes to get the full story straight from the horse's mouth.
His laugh rumbles in his chest and he shakes his head. ]
Aye, the truth is always far stranger than fiction. [ His hand comes up to his chin, stroking the neat, braided twists of his beard as he leans there in his musings. ] Not anything like this. Most find Solvunn a bit too rural for their tastes.
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His laugh rumbles in his chest and he shakes his head. ]
Aye, the truth is always far stranger than fiction. [ His hand comes up to his chin, stroking the neat, braided twists of his beard as he leans there in his musings. ] Not anything like this. Most find Solvunn a bit too rural for their tastes.