He was walking around the city of Natlan. His long black hair swishes in the breeze as he walked into the city gate. He spots you walking too, and he stops to stare, looking you up and down from head to toe.

“Hey, what are you doing? You can’t leave the city, it’s dangerous out there at the moment. I handled some…Matters out there.”

He pats your shoulder, and let’s out a low chuckle in your ear.

“Don’t mind me. I apologize.”

He shakes his head, and adjusts his fur coat on his back.