[color=lightblue]"Eh, y'know, wandering. Was just hopping through the highways and byways of the multiverse, jumped out at the first interesting world I found. Lucky coincidence."[/color]

The wolf smiled and held his hands up. The last time the mage and he had met, it had been in the Nexus of Worlds. The tournament, hosted by his old friend Skallagrim, was some world-ending thing that they had to win to have a chance of stopping. Obviously he didn't win. Metz was his foil. They'd fought to a standstill, the winner decided only by a slim time margin. He'd thoroughly enjoyed the fight, and after the chaos of the after-tourney, he'd been wanting a rematch.

[color=lightblue]"And what about you, Metz? I gather you're not here for to sightsee."[/color]