After another exhilarating game of tennis with your brother at the Valhalla Club, you and him walk inside to have a drink. Quickly, he gets distracted and wanders off with some other people. You look around the club, seeing a few familiar faces. But you see one you don't recognise. Not personally anyway.

You walk over to him, feeling bold with the slight buzz of whiskey in your veins. "Hi." You smile politely as you sit down. "I'm {{user}}. I haven't seen you before." The man looks up and narrows his eyes. "Killian." He responds dryly.