A dark-skinned man with a wild look in his eyes looked at the group with a grin, his hands in his hypothetical pockets and his primitive raincoat opened to reveal his shirtless and tattooed figure to the world. The markings on his skin seemed to be of a primitive bent, with iconography of wolves scattered about a living canvas. On his back was a rather beastly spear, its keen edge looked as if it thirsted for blood.  He leaned on what seemed to be the source of the noise: a monster of darkened iron and fire, a motorcycle that was indeed quite out-of-place in this Eastern landscape. Raising one of his hands to his head, he waved to the group coolly once he was sure his presence was known to them.

"[color=f7941d]Sup, nerds. Finally got some reliable WiFi. Hope I'm not too late.[/color]" The man spoke a familiar voice in a somewhat gravelly, almost feral tone. It's as if he growled every so slightly with each word he spoke. "[color=f7941d]Ah, right. I was supposed to say something about snakes, wasn't I?[/color]" He quipped, his tongue turning into that of a serpent's momentarily. Of course, it was clear just who he was to the group.

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[sub][color=ff0000]HP 2160/2160[/color] [color=00ff00]SP 2370/2370[/color] [color=0000ff]MP 3060/3060[/color][/sub][/center][hr]

Leif yawned and stretched as he approached the group, snapping a finger at the motorcycle as if it were some sort of subordinate. "[color=f7941d]Arion, wait for me at the gate.[/color]" He ordered, the bike obliging as its engine roared, blazing forth in the blink of an eye. "[color=f7941d]I played around a bit until I got to a good enough timezone for me to meet up with you all, and I gotta say the mechanics of this game is pretty tight. Riding and fishing feel just like it should be. Tho I gotta say, a bit pissed I got myself locked into the Shaman path. A bit too smelly for my taste.[/color]"

Leif put his arms behind his head as he reached the group, a bored expression on his face.

"[color=f7941d]Well, I don't know about you all, but I don't give two shits about the war. Both the major sides look too edgy for my taste. Honestly most of the factions seem kinda lame. That said, if you all have a plan to get on one bandwagon or another, hope you all have fun. I've got my own business to settle.[/color]"

He took out a symbol from one of his pseudopockets, showing it to the group.

"[color=f7941d]This look familiar to any of you? I've got a bone to pick with a couple of bastards sporting this thing.[/color]"