Sorin shook his head. "It wasn't ol' Sal that came to me and, honestly, I don't think he'd know much what it was either. He doesn't get outside much."

"But he knows it's not a troll?" Marsin queried.

"Trust me. My cousin would not have asked my help just for a troll or a bear or any other plain ...

Sorin held back a chuckle at Attermont's quip, his lips twisting into a smirk instead. "I wouldn't worry too much about trolls. My uncle -- you might know him, Valyra -- Sal Peyton. He lives on the farm and he's always been pretty keen on hunting, has a lot of experience. He had to stop when he ...

"I need a favour."

Something about his cousin's tone made Sorin nervous. He wasn't quite sure why, but he had a bad feeling.

"I hate to ask you, but we're family, right? We have to look out for each other."

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Sorin played the memory of the conversation back in his mind, as he ...

Name: Sorin Witt Degosi
Age: 26
Race: Human
Height: 5’8”

Physical Description

Sorin is a fit man, training frequently for his work as a guardsman. His hair is cropped short, a strawberry blonde in tight curls, and his skin is rather pale, heavily freckled, and easily burned in the summer sun ...