[Drizzt likewise was caught up in the buzz proceeding the rains, which were strange in and of themselves. Was this the sort of thing others had told him of? The academy itself raised Drizzt's curiosity more than a bit, and he hoped his new friend would be willing to agree to a detour for investigative purposes. What information might be gleaned from such a place? What great items might be lurking there? What dangers?
He was going whether Watts wanted to or not. He arrived at the appointed time, a small pack slung over his shoulder that contained dried meats, two water skins hanging from his belt, and two wicked looking scimitars at his waist. A cloak flowed around his calves from his shoulders, and a hood was drawn over his white hair and obscured most of his ebony skin. His eyes were wide, existed, anticipatory, their lavender gleaming in the light of their office.
He is likely smaller than Watts might have imagined, too, standing only a few inches over five feet. He's clad in well-oiled leather armer that makes no sound, not even a creak, as he moves.]
Llewellyn Watts, yes? I am Drizzt Do'Urden. Well met, in person at the least.
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He was going whether Watts wanted to or not. He arrived at the appointed time, a small pack slung over his shoulder that contained dried meats, two water skins hanging from his belt, and two wicked looking scimitars at his waist. A cloak flowed around his calves from his shoulders, and a hood was drawn over his white hair and obscured most of his ebony skin. His eyes were wide, existed, anticipatory, their lavender gleaming in the light of their office.
He is likely smaller than Watts might have imagined, too, standing only a few inches over five feet. He's clad in well-oiled leather armer that makes no sound, not even a creak, as he moves.]
Llewellyn Watts, yes? I am Drizzt Do'Urden. Well met, in person at the least.