Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190329124124/@comment-7262318-20190401011721

"Blacksmith?" One of the others at the table said. He was a wood elf, aged and his hair braided back into a long pony tail. His right forearm and hand was missing, leaving a stub at the elbow.

"Surely there's more for the giant-tackling warrior here than just being Blacksmith," He suggested.