Another man joins the crowd. He's still young, but tries to disguise it shaving his head and letting his beard grow: unfortunately, the only thing the beard does is itching. The rest of his body is hidden under a loose tunic like those scholars wear, and over it a cheap necklace with a large, though obviously of very little value, stone. Loos like the kind of people that offers jobs instead of dirtying himself, so you await expectantly.
"Greetings" says. "My name is Odno Hibas, sage, seer, schooled in many different matters, adept at countless themes, expert in copious topics, knowledgeable of many subjects and qualified at numerous subjects. I can provide exact, actual, categorical, conclusive, consummate, decide, decisive, definite, exact, factual, fixed, genuine, infallible, positive, precise, sure, unambiguous, undeniable, unequivocal, unmitigated, and unquestionably accurate data on an expansive variety of scholarly issues"
"Which begs the question of why am I here. The fact is, dear sirs and ladies, that my current source of income, the place where I worked, tolied, learned and researched is no more, being it's owners and master swallowed by the waves. So I'm the search of a favorable juncture, a concatenation of favorable circumstances where my talents, of which those I've described anteriorly are but a fraction could allow me to supplement the meager sum of my finances"
