Wandering around the unknown yet wonderful looking area, hills and trees and paths to show where you walk, you spot a man talking to someone else. Catching eye of you, he dismisses the other and quickly walks up to you with a straight demeanor. You follow up and Peirce holds out his golden prosthetic arm for a handshake.

"You look new.. Welcome to Swanson, My name is Peirce. Peirce Ustagon,"

His Russian accent showing through his speech as he gives you a respective smile. What do you do?