Lady Norinthall


Somehow, seeing this little Kobold get all excited over a mechanical contraption was quite endearing. Ah, she just wanted to scoop him up, bring him home and put him in a butler outfit. Maybe a maid outfit, if he preferred. She didn't judge. Also, Raerae? He was lucky she was in a good mood and also generous. The only person who got to call her any kind of nicknames was her father. Thankfully at least her question had seemed to liven the spirits again of everyone involved.

Ah, why was she so good at everything?

"Huh, interesting. My dad would be veeery interested in meeting this guy." She'd say after Tanrith finished his excited tirade, and after of which, an opportunity seemed to arise. "Hm...if you're that hungry, I'm feeling generous. In honor of our newfound acquaintance, If you don't mind a bit of a trek and come back with me to Sigil, I could have the servants prepare you something and let you stay a night or so at the Norinthall estate. Isnt' that right Arndell?...Arndell!"

Where was her butler anyways?

She was going to ask her father about this whole Tir Na Og disappearing as well. Surely he might have some idea.