*What does Ashleigh look like?*

'Well, I hope it is her. And yes, the Third is nice. Without him, I'd just be a lanky blond-haired sewer rat'

Me Szass, Me want more apple juice!

*Flint is a male half-elf, 5'11, pallid skin, sludge green eyes, dirty blond hair, he's pretty skinny and, if he wasn't a half-feral sewer dweller, could potentially have been handsome*

*He's pretty gross though, but it wouldn't be impossible to*

'See ya, Ashleigh. I hope someday you will be able to find freedom and peace'

'I don't think I'll need luck with these little guys!' He holds up his 'best friend', a black rat with an emo fringe. 'This is Hi' he says pointing to the rat. 'Hi says hi'

Hi waves.

'If you think it's a good idea. I mean, it's your call. But I know a place where an old holy spring was diverted into the sewers. He probably won't follow you there. Plus, it's a nice place to meditate. I certainly could do with the company. Usually, I go to lengths to avoid other people, but you seem to be one of the good ones'

'You know, I'd say you and I are not so different after all. Can you believe it, most surface-dwellers think I'm some sort of freak. Whereas, you seem different'

'Surface dwellers suck. Rats are much better, aren't they Hi?' Hi nods, scuttling from Flint's palm up onto his shoulder