"Shelter?" The word hovered on his lips as he looked down at the small girl that just been about to jab him in his abs with her finger. For how fast his rage had come, it had left just as fast. He had noticed that among species. Most seemed to react the same as her... A few were dumb enough to try to fight him, but most just seemed to calm down. He wasn't exactly sure what. What did he feel like to them? "Shelter.... I typically do not mind ze rain, but ve can go to my place I suppose... It vill be dry zere."
He wasn't sure if that offer would be good for her. It wasn't as if he didn't have safe houses across the country. He had a dangerous job and needed small outhouses to keep him safe or a place to rest between his tasks. It was almost a requirement really. He wasn't sure how she'd feel camping out with him until it passed though. Then again she had called them strange creatures? Is that what he was? He stared at her with a small bit of confusion in his eyes as this thought puzzled him.
The man waved her in the direction of one of his safe houses and turned to walk in that direction. It was slightly a few degrees to the east. It was in the same forest she was head, but a if they kept going in this direction they'd miss it entirely. A few degrees seemed small, but in the long run, they made a large difference. "As for making profit... I'd suggest selling some of zose pelts to some dvarves as well... I vould tink zat tey might buy a fev from you. Tey could alvays vork tem into zeir armor for varmth in ze cold tunnels. It vould also allov you to not have to sell to ze humans all ze time."
It was just a thought but he figured he'd try to help her. He didn't want someone to die because of ignorance on the part of some mortals that were just a blink in the eyes of time. He found them somewhat repulsive and unlike what the girl had said, they didn't give him much trouble. They were too fearful of his size. They always gave him weird looks and hoped he'd leave soon. Once they tried to come at him, but those had been drunk on spirit at the festival they threw that one year.
He rolled his shoulders as he walked. "I could help you find a buyer if you vished... But I need to do a fev small chores first."
He wasn't sure if that offer would be good for her. It wasn't as if he didn't have safe houses across the country. He had a dangerous job and needed small outhouses to keep him safe or a place to rest between his tasks. It was almost a requirement really. He wasn't sure how she'd feel camping out with him until it passed though. Then again she had called them strange creatures? Is that what he was? He stared at her with a small bit of confusion in his eyes as this thought puzzled him.
The man waved her in the direction of one of his safe houses and turned to walk in that direction. It was slightly a few degrees to the east. It was in the same forest she was head, but a if they kept going in this direction they'd miss it entirely. A few degrees seemed small, but in the long run, they made a large difference. "As for making profit... I'd suggest selling some of zose pelts to some dvarves as well... I vould tink zat tey might buy a fev from you. Tey could alvays vork tem into zeir armor for varmth in ze cold tunnels. It vould also allov you to not have to sell to ze humans all ze time."
It was just a thought but he figured he'd try to help her. He didn't want someone to die because of ignorance on the part of some mortals that were just a blink in the eyes of time. He found them somewhat repulsive and unlike what the girl had said, they didn't give him much trouble. They were too fearful of his size. They always gave him weird looks and hoped he'd leave soon. Once they tried to come at him, but those had been drunk on spirit at the festival they threw that one year.
He rolled his shoulders as he walked. "I could help you find a buyer if you vished... But I need to do a fev small chores first."
