Perzor Greatcrest

○Who's the Daddy 12○ You were strolling through the woods one day having just defeated a foul tempered troll, when you heard crying from the bushes. Drawing your sword, you approached the bushes unsure if whoever was beyond them was friend or foe. To your surprise, you found a halfling child, a little boy, crying and all alone. "Little one, why are you out here all alone?" you ask softly. "My papa told me to run and not look back," the boy says between sobs, "I want my papa." You can't help but feel empathy for the young boy, he can't be more than five or six years old. "What's your name, little one?" "Horret." "Well, Horret, why don't we go and find your papa?" Horret's eyes widen and he smiles, hugging you tightly and crying thank you. And so you found youself taking in a halflingchild in the hope of finding his father and reuniting them.