Moonspear Are you a parking ticket? Because you’ve got “fine” written all over you.

Ah! As the child spoke Marius realized their gender and was immediately more at-ease. She spoke of her home as a village - and the knowledge that there was a second not far from here. These were details he would be sure to keep in mind if he decided to stay in the area.

For now Marius was more intrigued by the girl. Young, yes, but in good health and clearly still growing. He wondered if the black fur of her face was inherited from mother or father; if those long legs might fill out in an appealing way; if maybe Marius could pursue something here after all.

Never been far from your mountain? A pity! The world is immense, there is much to see. Not to fault the choice, of course. The man gave a quick and sweeping bow, and as he stood properly again he introduced himself:

I am Marius Calixtus, vagabond extraordinaire. Well met, ah...? A quizzical look emphasizes an unspoken expectation.