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[lunaticked]

[A man is approaching the north edge of town late in the evening, the cold, harsh winds whipping his somewhat battered coat around him. He's looking a little the worse for wear, with tears in his clothing here and there, frozen, muddy snow caked on his boots, and his hood pulled down low over his face to block out the icy bombardment from the wind

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[13th_captain]

[Sup Saix, have another fellow with golden eyes eying you suspiciously. He doesn't know you, but he already doesn't like you, and as such he'll just stare at you.]

[lunaticked]

[He even has pointed ears! They're not just not as...prominent.

He stops some eight feet away.

Let the staring match begin.]

[13th_captain]

[Arumat's probably got a bit of height on you, though, considering he's around 6'5".

And... staaaaare. How long can they keep this up? Let's find out!]

[lunaticked]

[A taller man is something of a rarity, that's for certain.

Cold? What cold?]

[13th_captain]

[It's like cats: starestarestare until it suddenly explodes in violence.

Arumat will keep his scythe resting on his shoulder for the moment, however. There's no immediate threat from this man, as suspicious as he may be.]

[lunaticked]

[He's had a long trip, though, and has not the patience for this game.]

What do you want?

[13th_captain]

I could ask you the same thing.

[lunaticked]

I've done nothing other than walk into town.

[13th_captain]

If you're looking for the Welcome Center, it's over there.

[And he'll gesture with his scythe (which just looks like a large staff when the blades are turned off) in the direction of a nearby building.]

Ask the volunteers there if you have any questions.

[lunaticked]

[The dislike might be mutual. So he lingers.]

So that's your function, acting as a guidepost?

[13th_captain]

Don't be ridiculous. I have better things to do with my time than babysit new arrivals.