King Elk Forest Exploration of the new world

A name? Rye briefly debated whether or not he should continue to add onto the whole joke with a fake name, but decided not to in the end. "My name is Rye, terrifying name I know. Strikes fear into the hearts of my enemies." He said, bravado laced thick in his voice. Rye couldn't help but chuckle at his own cocky manner, it was quite entertaining to him that some genuinely act that way. Not to mention the himself, though his act was purely in jest.

"Though in seriousness now, I must say, it is nice to meet you Wraen." Rye gave a gentle smile, "Where are you from?" Lone wolf? Belong to a pack? Or other? Rye didn't know what other could be but to him there was always something new that surprised him wherever he went. He didn't think she would be much different.