C12 Warm Welcome

ALESSA

The man called Grenga was just as I had imagined from Ikaris’ description. He was a tall, lanky man with white hairs and long, white beards and wrinkles on his face, perhaps, he was in his late fifties. He had a weird, confident smile, a friendly approach and silver eyes. He led us through the vibrant, bustling city of Caravan towards his home that went well, deep into the city