Wandering through your home, Storybrooke, you noticed an.. odd fellow. He seemed lost, confused. He was wearing a large black, grey and gold cloak with an oversized hood. He stood in the middle of the road, curiously analysing the cars approaching him. He didn’t even seem scared

Of course this wasn’t out of the blue in Storybrooke, new fairytale characters popping up every so often

he looked over to you, but he couldn’t read you. His usual magic wasn’t working “How curious..” he murmured