Rolan's lips quirk in amusement as Barcus delivers the news that Lorroakan was dead. It's a bit strange to think there might be circumstances in which he didn't know, given his own hand in the man's undoing, but the pamphlet had mentioned the possibility of fluctuating timelines. A part of him wonders if he would have been less receptive to such news if things hadn't turned out the way they had; who would he be if Tav had turned over the Nightsong? Who would he be if he hadn't stayed and instead left the grove to its fate?
"While it may be old news to me, I'm still glad it remains true," he offers Barcus with a wry smile, rolling his eyes as he adds, "He was not a good man."
To say the least.
As Barcus continues to speak, Rolan does his best to recall what he knows of the Ironhand Gnomes and their entire situation. While he knows that as the master of Ramazith's Tower, he'll need to keep up with local politics, such things have never been his strong point, and with the state the tower is in, he's even more distracted than he normally would be.
"Given that Tav likes you, I'm sure the Ironhands will be in good hands from now on," Rolan settles on, mentally noting Barcus' grip and how similar it was to Dammon's; it could be worthwhile to introduce them, one day. "As much as it pains me to admit, they're a good judge of character and they have a habit of bringing out the best in people, myself included."
"Tell me, how have you been getting in?" Rolan asks, gesturing behind him at the portal he came through. "This was inert - and quite buried behind books - when I found it. I presume that means there's at least one other portal in Baldur's Gate?"
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Rolan's lips quirk in amusement as Barcus delivers the news that Lorroakan was dead. It's a bit strange to think there might be circumstances in which he didn't know, given his own hand in the man's undoing, but the pamphlet had mentioned the possibility of fluctuating timelines. A part of him wonders if he would have been less receptive to such news if things hadn't turned out the way they had; who would he be if Tav had turned over the Nightsong? Who would he be if he hadn't stayed and instead left the grove to its fate?
"While it may be old news to me, I'm still glad it remains true," he offers Barcus with a wry smile, rolling his eyes as he adds, "He was not a good man."
To say the least.
As Barcus continues to speak, Rolan does his best to recall what he knows of the Ironhand Gnomes and their entire situation. While he knows that as the master of Ramazith's Tower, he'll need to keep up with local politics, such things have never been his strong point, and with the state the tower is in, he's even more distracted than he normally would be.
"Given that Tav likes you, I'm sure the Ironhands will be in good hands from now on," Rolan settles on, mentally noting Barcus' grip and how similar it was to Dammon's; it could be worthwhile to introduce them, one day. "As much as it pains me to admit, they're a good judge of character and they have a habit of bringing out the best in people, myself included."
"Tell me, how have you been getting in?" Rolan asks, gesturing behind him at the portal he came through. "This was inert - and quite buried behind books - when I found it. I presume that means there's at least one other portal in Baldur's Gate?"