Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
A young human with torn and cut clothing, dirty from travel with some very shiny chain mail shirt underneath. His face is smeared with black coal dust and smoke, though a brght smile is still seen through it all. . . . . then he sees . . . .
"Eanos! goedendag! lookinzee . . . . Reisereit! long time no see, Mein Herr!! Look vaht I goht!" he then opens his bedraggled cloak and shows his new Mitral chain shirt.
Eanos lifts his glass in appreciation at the new armor. "A great help, I'm sure," he says. Then a little more quietly: "But if Joe catches you failing to introduce yourself, you might need more than that to keep your hide intact," the monk adds with a wink.
At 6'6" and 200 lbs the 17 year old lad is usually not afraid of much, but his fair white skin turns suddenly more white at the mention of Joe and his iintroduction rule. A weak smile imprentsw on his face as he turns toward Joe who is standing with arms crossed and a bit of an impatient look on his face.
"er, uh, erm, Ahem. Pendrake, Zoon Van Uther uf das Nord lands! " he says to all present, then to the nearest waitress he says, "Ein bier bitta, frauline?"
then to Eanos, "Zhat vas close, ja?"