[@Demon Grave]

Right before landing, Imarir felt a slight chill once he made touch down but the temperature went back to warming up again. He noticed the man had a sword at hand along with the confused look on his face, pointing that weapon at them. Now, Imarir was not surprised by the initial reaction. It was not everday that you just see a giant bird with a man riding on it's back, heading straight towards you. Imarir smiled but wanted to calm the guy down.

[color=ed1c24]Calm down my friend, calm down. I'm a friendly young man traveling and noticed you doing something to the lake. Just curiously coming to make an acquaintance.[/color] When mentioning about what he was riding on, he looked at Chika. [color=ed1c24]Hm? oh...this beauty here, this is Chika....one of my summoning creatures...ain't she gorgeous?[/color] Looking down at the sword [color=ed1c24]Oh don't worry, she's not going to attack you, she's harmless.... unless we had to fight someone but....right now, I'm not in the mood for violence. Speaking of fighting.....that sword....it's made of ice right?"[/color] He asked curiously with the lingering smile. 

Imarir looked on studying the man feeling that this could be the first ice magic user he's ever met. Seeing what happened to the lake and noticing the sword, he had to be one.