Lorne
Lorne instinctively reaches for his blade as the woman rushes towards him, but is totally caught off guard as she grips him in a strong embrace. A look of utter surprise is evident on Lorne's face, but a rare smile slowly creeps across his ever stoic features.
“Arza! I have not seen you in an age. What have you been up to? What are you doing here in Sharn?” he assaults her with a barrage of questions. “I was off in the Demon Waste for about 20 years before I was sent here.”
Caught up in the excitement of reuniting with an old friend, one he had almost forgotten in the dust of years gone by, Lorne does not hear the sounds of battle that resound in the distance.
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