{1st Jingle} We're not in Mogonda anymore... [In person]
[Ah, the merry sound of jingle bells! They can be heard all up and down the corridors, bouncing cheerfully through any and every room as a white-haired guy explores with a mission. He knocks on every closed door before trying to open it, very intent on finding someone named 'Lord Kortan'.]
[Every door. Even cabinets and drawers in public rooms.]
[No matter where you are, chances are excellent that a masked man with white hair, half-naked and half black leather, is going to wander by. Three large jingle bells are attached to the back of his elbow-length leather gloves; you'll be able to hear him coming.]
Lord Kortan? Are you here, Lord Kortan?
[...if the broken-record interrogation of empty space doesn't alert you first.]
[ooc: feel free to bump into him in the hall, in a room, or wherever you like. He will make his way outside eventually...]
[Every door. Even cabinets and drawers in public rooms.]
[No matter where you are, chances are excellent that a masked man with white hair, half-naked and half black leather, is going to wander by. Three large jingle bells are attached to the back of his elbow-length leather gloves; you'll be able to hear him coming.]
Lord Kortan? Are you here, Lord Kortan?
[...if the broken-record interrogation of empty space doesn't alert you first.]
[ooc: feel free to bump into him in the hall, in a room, or wherever you like. He will make his way outside eventually...]