Yutwian

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Yutwian
Status:	Alive
Guild:	Barbarian
Race:	Gnome
Gender:	Male
Location:	Steelclaw Clan (Ranik Map 66a)

Yutwian teaches Barbarians the Badger Dance.

Description

You see Pit Master Yutwian Thalveir, a Gnome Barbarian.
He has ale-brown eyes. His brown hair is short and thick, and is worn loose. He has dark skin.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a black ironwood belt sheath capped in hammered silver, some reinforced leather boots, some patched leather pants, a dusty grey shirt with rolled-up cuffs, some stained brown leathers, a gnarled and knotted hickory short bow, an ironwood short quiver, a brown leather haversack, a stained brown leather mask and some studded leather gloves.

Conversation Topics

• Agonar: Yutwian replies, "Yah, he's the one that most of you met when you started along your path, and he's not a bad chap. Has a bit of an ego though, for someone who can't handle an opponent unless he's no more than a yard away."
• Anhh'shre: With a nasty grin, Yutwian relates his favorite anecdote about Anhh'shre. "I was in Ratha one day, had been skewering a few of those moruryn, and stopped in to chat with her while sweating out a few of those pesky stings. Some imbecile swaggered in and asked her about magic. I hear that his spirit spent the entire time whining as those kids were dragging him to an Empath to get his head turned right-side-round again."
• Calenra: Yutwian nods slightly, his expression serious. "Calenra's pretty good with that bow of his." Yutwian chuckles nastily as he continues, "Of course, he's spent most of his life flinging around the longest pieces of wood he can find, be they arrows or spears. If something ever got within dagger range, he'd be hard-pressed to get an arrow off to save his hide."
• Drathrok: Yutwian throws his head back and laughs freely.

"Being strong and tireless in battle is fine, but shrugging off hits because you don't feel them means that you spend time getting healed rather than carousing. I'll stick to being strong and tireless...outside of battle, if you know what I mean."

• Melcorek: Yutwian hisses mockingly before casually hurling a thin blade at the throwing post. "Sss'kra dancsse formsss ussse sssuch ssswift ssstepsss." After a nasty snicker, he continues in a normal tone, "Fast, accurate, and deadly. What more is there in a warrior's life?"
• Mo: With a smirk on his face, Yutwian replies, "Yeah, the infamous creator of Berserk. Did I mention I created cheese?" He chuckles to himself before continuing, "He ain't bad for a big green lug though, even if he does fight like a bull in a pottery shop."
• Mopeliar: Head nodding once in a brief sign of respect, Yutwian responds, "Mopeliar's nasty. Vicious, destructive, barely contained savagery...the darker side of a Barbarian's life. Best to have him on your side in any competition, especially when he's focused."
• Nightlark: Yutwian grins widely as he replies, "An Elven dancer on her toes is a wondrous sight, is it not? Make no mistake though, she'd snap your neck quick as a flash while you sat around flat-footed, if you were foolish enough to ask her about being on her toes."
• Raellia: ?
• Sathralor: Yutwian carefully wipes a grin off his face. "Mother didn't raise any stupid kids, just me and my siblings. Sathralor is a Prydaen warrior who you'll never see until she wants you to, and by then the hunt is over."
• Stumara: Yutwian growls at you in annoyance, "Speak Common and make it clear, damn your eyes!"

(This is the default "I don't understand" messaging for Yutwian)

• T'Kiel: Yutwian's demeanor changes slightly at the mention of T'Kiel's name. When he speaks, his tone is one of utmost sincerity. "T'Kiel is a fine lady, and a true warrior. She carries herself with grace not only here in her Guildhall, but on the battlefield as well. I can think of no one I would rather be around when watching you lummoxes wander in and out of her Guildhall. I count myself lucky to be here, very lucky indeed." His voice trails off as a gentle smile crosses his lips and his eyes gaze off into the distance.
• Tusfaov: Rolling his eyes at you, Yutwian responds, "The brilliant strategist, the master tactitian, the golden boy of M'riss. Blah blah blah. He spends too much time with his nose stuck in his books."
• Uthranalak: Yutwian shrugs, checking the edge of his hatchet before replying, "Cave Dwarf, I tell you. Short of Nightlark though, he's the best-trained of any of us at controlling the fire that burns in our hearts."