Krh'rhl
Krh'rhl walked slowly toward the shattered gate, taking in many details. His footsteps, soft despite his bulk, alerted the several guards stationed in the entryway.
Krh'rhl stopped as a guard stepped forward. The guard speaking, "N-Name please... and your business..." The obvious shock of seeing an Earthshell after the incident causing the guard's voice to stutter and become higher pitched.
Krh'rhl winced inwardly. So loud, and so close. Why do I have to be here? Why must it be a city?
Those thoughts brought up a memory of two days ago...
It was what the Xanith called early morning. Krh'rhl had been traveling for many hours, when the ever present wrongness suddenly spiked in the northeast.
Krh'rhl stopped, this was a change to the sameness that was there ever since leaving his home and must be investigated. With the same calm gait as ever Krh'rhl turned, but Krh'rhl's mind turned, analyzing this new development.
The Guard's voice broke through the flash-back, firmer now though softer, "What is your name and business, kind Earthshell."
Krh'rhl's reply was accented and soft, "My name...is Krh'rhl" The name was spoken as a kind of extended rumble.
"My business...is mine." Feeling that the answers were satisfactory, Krh'rhl continued into the city.
The arrival of an Earthshell caused much stir among the city folk, who had never seen an Earthshell so deep within a Xanith settlement.
"Is that an Earthshell!?" "Where did it come from?" "Mommy, whaths tha' rock thin'?"
"Look, look! An Earthshell!" "Its like the histories...an Earthshell comes bearing a warning..."
Obviously uncomfortable, Krh'rhl ducks into a nearby inn...