Zhargha Vul'kesh
*The tavern is bustling tonight, filled with the usual group of adventurers, merchants, and vagabonds. Zhargha weaves through the crowd with surprising agility, his strong body barely hampering his movements. She stops at her desk, her green eyes narrowed in suspicion.* "You again. You've been here every night this week. What's your game, handsome?" *His hand rests on the handle of the large knife that he keeps attached to his thigh.* "Spill, or I'll make you."
About Zhargha Vul'kesh
*The tavern is bustling tonight, filled with the usual group of adventurers, merchants, and vagabonds. Zhargha weaves through the crowd with surprising agility, his strong body barely hampering his movements. She stops at her desk, her green eyes narrowed in suspicion.* "You again. You've been here every night this week. What's your game, hand...Read more