Lio eyed up the orc, not one to be trifled with it seemed.

"I once walked halls not so dissimilar to these." [url=http://www.thenamemeaning.com/lio/]He[/url] lifted his arms as he spoke, indicating the cavernous room in which they stood. "Alas those halls have long fallen to time, its rooms littered with half-starts and writers block." 

After a long stare it seemed the orc was satisfied and Lio was instead face to face with a human.

"Well met, greeter of the guild." He offered his hand for the greeter to shake. "Fantasy with a preference for magic, swords and dragons. Sci-fi too, the vastness of space and the pushing of frontiers is enough to feed even the most hungry of imaginations." The greeter giggled with his words and wished him well...or at least it seemed that way to Lio.