Get Gilly to talk about himself

“So, I thought elves such as yerself were usually taller among other things. How’d ya end up so small?” you ask bluntly.

“Huh? That’s rather blunt isn’t it.” Gilly says rubbing the back of his head.

“I can choose another topic if ya want.”

“N-no, no that’s alright. My mother was cursed by a colleague she angered at the mages guild.”

“Cursed?” you ask.

“Yes cursed… The conditions of her curse would affect her unborn child at the time, that being yours truly.”

“So that curse made ye small than?”

“Mhm, apparently it made it so I wouldn’t be able to have children in the future as well… Not that I planned on having a big family or anything like that, so that ones not so bad.” Gilly idly kicks his feet beneath the water.

“Ye never wanted to be a da someday?”

“To tell the truth it’s not something I gave much thought. I only recently became an adult in the eyes of the elves so I hadn’t thought about marriage either.” Gilly pauses for a moment than continues. “I’d rather adventure around a bit and explore new things before I settle down.” Gilly smiles brightly at the idea of adventure.