The Antivan Crows send their best regards

[antivanrogue]

-A newcomer has arrived in Fagbox. He's standing in the middle of the road, ankle deep in snow and looking around in confusion. He seems very out of place especially since he is clad in leather armor and carrying two large blades strapped across his back. He is smirking a bit, although it is not noticeable from a distance as his helm casts his face

Comments

[littletwentieth]

Y...You look just like a Tolkien character!

[antivanrogue]

A what?

*He just raises one eyebrow.*

[littletwentieth]

Tolkien was a very famous author of romantic novels about fantastic legends.

[antivanrogue]

*He blinks in confusion.*

I have never heard of this Tolkien and I do not understand how I look like a character from a legend.

[littletwentieth]

*Chuckles a little, feeling a little bad he's amused by his response. He might be senile.*

You look just like an elf!

[antivanrogue]

I am an elf.

*He laughs a bit, taking his helmet off.*

[littletwentieth]

*Fffffffffffff those ears. Draws back his head a little, if there's shape shifters here there might as well be elves.*

[antivanrogue]

You don't seem as surprised as the others I've met so far.

*He laughs a bit, rubbing at his ears with one hand. Man its cold and he shivers.*

[littletwentieth]

For one thing, this place isn't quite normal. Otherwise, I can't say I haven't seen things out of the ordinary...

[antivanrogue]

*He chuckles and puts his helm back on, to keep his ears warm.*

This place does not look like anywhere I have ever been. I find it strange that everyone knows Ferelden and yet has never heard of it.

[littletwentieth]

It would be best to expect the strange, sir.

[antivanrogue]

I suppose so.

*He laughs a bit, extending his hand.*

I am Zevran.

[littletwentieth]

And I am Tintin. An honor, I'm sure...

[antivanrogue]

*He nods a bit, smiling.*

Such manners for someone so young.