Crowler
"It's been a long time, Crowler!" - Malvim had a terrible smile on his lips, but he would never abandon his sword, even if it was to join my clan.
"I'll say the same to you, Malvim!" - I held out my hand and he sat down on one of the wooden stools, which accommodated him very well while one of the maids poured him a mug of beer. - "I hope you have been well received."
"As good as it gets." - He brought the mug to his lips and took a sip of the cold winter liquid. - "We are very busy men, I don't suppose you called me here to ask if I was welcomed by you. Shall we get down to business?"
"The cursed Sorceress is still alive, that's a big problem…" - I sighed with a certain anger, for the pain of loss was eating me up more and more each day... - "I want my son to be avenged, but n
