[Color=00a651]”Certainly. I am Malkai.”[/color] The half-orc nodded towards the girl as Falchion flew inside the building, peach ingredients himself on top of his head. Despite the confined space, the bird showed no fear as it ate a smaller, ripping it apart with its talons and shoving chunks of bloody meat into its mouth. On Malkai's head 

He sighed but ignored his partners rude behavior as a dwarf arrived to the party. He appeared to be some sort of warrior, but aside from that he was like many dwarves Malkai met before. A heavy drinker with a perchance for biligerence and racism. Oh well. At least they weren't enemies… For now. The human woman seemed appricative of Malkai, perhaps expecting him to be arrow bait. He snorted at this thought. The elvish woman simply looked at him, and he looked back at her. Eventually he spoke up.

[Color=00a651]”My role as a warrior is secondary to the true power I wield. Tell me, what skills can you bring to the table?”[/color]