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Pitanios' gaze switches between a young, blond-haired warrior, and a frail, old man. He apologetically looks at Beivan while saying, [color=fff200][b]"I'm sorry old man, but I'd feel more comfortable traveling with someone that doesn't look like a stiff breeze could blow them away."[/b][/color] Ignoring the outstretched hand of the elf, he instead turns to shake that of Alric, who had spoken with much more respect than he had grown accustomed to during a life as an urchin. [color=fff200]"Pitanios Pouli, it's nice to meet you."[/color] As he releases the fighter's grip, the dragonborn takes advantage of his height and scans the crowd before asking, [color=fff200]"Are you alone?"[/color]