Hasgraek has been in the area for a little less then a year. He's been coming and going almost freely trying not to draw too much attention to himself for if these people were anything like his former clan he'd be in some serious trouble. He enters through the second story and descends some stairs. This dwarf could very well be mistaken for a deep dwarf of the underdark. Hasgraek is nervous at the moment since this is the longest He's been in town. There's a few notable people he can recall some interaction with such as a woman he'd grappled with in an arena or the druid that he'd stolen some food from and a boy or perhaps a man that tried to greet him in a bar... what was that bar called? He hopes that if he performs well here he might be accepted and it would be his first step to righting what he's done while appeasing his savior the maiden of the long dark.

He looks around and he can't help but think that time could better be spent elsewhere.