His steps are deliberate; measured, almost. The sun is almost blinding as it shines down on his brilliant white hair. People know him, appreciate him even, but they know better than to show it as they avoid meeting his eyes, an unnatural black against his otherwise pale features.

[color=darkviolet]"Mmm,"[/color] Galen can't help but smile slightly as he takes a deep breath of fresh summer air. He turns to the first poor sod that just happens to pass by him, who instinctively stops and takes a step back from the swift movements of the young man.

"Can I... help you?" the stranger asks, looking around. He could just walk away, but the way the young man seems to be looking down on him despite being considerably shorter is disarming.

[color=darkviolet]"Fine day we're having, yes?"[/color] Galen asks, in the most friendly tone he can muster after all the conversation lessons he had taken under his aunt and uncle's 'tutelage'. His delivery of the statement holds a much more threatening aura than he intends. The stranger's expression shifts from slightly put off to realization as he finally takes note of who is currently speaking to him. The man nods before walking away, then turning slightly to bow his head at the young man.

[color=darkviolet]"Won't let that get to me,"[/color] Galen announces to nobody in particular. He resumes his walk. His destination is, of course, the local Adventurer's Guild Hall. He has been an adventurer for the better half of a year at this point. He likes to think he's been making good progress, despite being a healer, and nobody can protest. When he isn't out and about with the groups that would hire him, his time is devoted to studying and perfecting his medicinal skills. So with every excursion, the hushed tales of his abilities become more and more impressive to those less inclined to healing.

As soon as he arrives at the Hall, Galen makes a beeline for the questboard, ignoring any greetings directed his way, as he'd rather not have a repeat of what just happened with the man outside. He know's he's not the easiest to approach, which clashes with his self-imposed role of a healer, but at least here in the Hall people did their best to hide their discomfort at that fact.

He is disappointed to find that there doesn't seem to be too many groups around yet, but he figures he can handle some material fetching quests, and perhaps he would be able to find something new to aid in his studies. He scans the board for a few seconds before realizing that there is someone right by him. Someone a bit shorter than him, which comes as a pleasant surprise due to the fact that he is currently slouching. A child, perhaps?

She seems to be engrossed in a quest form, and he catches a glimpse of the words 'newly-discovered' which is enough to pique his interest. He takes note that the young girl looking at it at the moment seems to be armed, another surprise.

[color=darkviolet]"A dwarf?"[/color] he muses out loud. While thinking, he had subconsciously been leaning over to get a better look at the quest form.

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