[center][color=00a99d][h2]Asta, Paragon of Change[/h2][/color][/center]

Goodness, how sudden they were interrupted by rather an impressive beasty! [color=00a99d]"How terribly rude to interrupt such pleasant, and interesting, interactions and introductions!... heehee, that's a lot of inters."[/color] It almost seemed as if he'd been completely oblivious to everyone else's words, or he'd forgotten them the moment the big dragony thing showed up and blasted past the group... speaking of which, he quickly charged a couple of steps out of the cluster of strangers and skidded to a stop, showing a bit less of 'the loon' in how smoothly he pulled the obscenely large bow from his back, slammed it's pointed lower end into the ground with one foot against it, whipped out a boney thing that looked like a miniature lance, and proceeded to draw the net-work of strings back while taking aim towards the flying beast...

Only to stop this a moment later and relax the strings [color=00a99d]"Aww poo, too far already. Why do big things always get to be 'fast' too? Dragon's and wannabe dragon's are so unfair!"[/color] He replaced the 'arrow' somewhere within his odd white stuff and toddled on back to the edge of the group before proceeding to clap his hands together once, nice and loud. [color=00a99d]"Right then! Introductions! You all can call me 'Asta', and I shall be you're friendly comic relief at 'least' until one of you tries to stab me!"[/color] What a segue... of course, he probably wouldn't be the first anyone had heard of who tried to cope with being undead through laughter. [color=00a99d]"Now, not to be the voice of reason or anything, but does anyone else think the big flying lizard had a problem with that bell? or what it was 'doing'?... Oh, wouldn't it be exciting if it got in the way of those lords you mentioned going to look for?! I bet it'll stay close enough for me to shoot it 'then'."[/color]