The Tinkerer
Huffing to himself, the bristly-bearded dwarf extended his hand to Emilio, which was calloused and rough, "Sorry 'bout that, laddy! Name's Whurful Dimbuckle! This here is a member of my adventurin' party: Veril. He's a good, feliable fellow most of the time, but…an excitable one! Ha-ha!"
"Yes, yes, I apologized already," Veril said, shaking Emilio's hand as well.
He was pleasantly surprised to find out the two were adventurers, though it seemed like a large chunk of the population in each city was, at least for the passing crowd.
"Emilio," he gave his name, "...I'm on my way to the Guild Foundation to become an adventurer myself, actually."
"Is that so?! Well, good luck to ya, laddy!" Whurful told him earnestly.
"Indeed, may fortune be in your favor, though I believe you will not need it," Veril said to him kindly.
"Thanks!"
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