Ethan

Stepping out the lightning rail station dressed in his darkweave civilians clothing, Ethan takes a look around Vathirond. It was the closest he had ever been to the Mournlands, and despite all the stories he heard about the place, the dead grey wall a few miles out of town were formidable indeed. "Gods what a dump... Are you sure we are meeting here Shim?" Ethan says to his 'squire' who accompanied him on the torturous train ride through Thrane.