[@Hammerman][@AzureKnight][@PaulHaynek][@Dark Cloud]

[color=ed145b][b]Skarsneek[/b][/color]

Air-filled with salt greeted the day as wind blew it gently and firmly into the port. Mixed scents of dried fish, sea, and stale water came as a goblin rubbed their nose at that.

Giving a polite bow, and occasional greeting in the local language to passers-by, Skarsneek of the Red Hill, pulled their hood backwards to feel the breeze. 

Their tiny and distinctive horns would've identified him easily as a goblin but here, in the far east, some would've mistaken him for a tiny and young Oni instead. Red hair fluttered as he cracked his neck. His thick robes occasionally revealed the traditional Goblin garbs, a single cloth around his chest, short brown and green pants that reveal his knees. Certainly dressed very light to where he was. Though in between steps, one can catch the faint sound of wood bouncing off occasionally.

Taking a look at the group he was involved in, honestly, he didn't expect another monster boy to be here. Skarsneek had assumed he was the only one around, well, that teaches him to be so sure of his knowledge.

But for the rest, it certainly was interesting. A rabbit girl, followed by a spider and an undead? This was quite the party if he said so himself.

When they finally meet up with the employer. Skarsneek bowed politely and formally to her in perfect Zipangu style. [color=ed145b]"Greeting, this one is Skarsneek of the Red Hill tribe. It's a pleasure to finally meet cha. You too."[/color]

He addressed the last part to the other man that had arrived earlier.

Still, it seemed Kyouka didn't waste any time. Debriefing them quickly and bringing them up to speed on what they need to do. Something Skarsneek was very familiar with. Investigate, verify, and then act. Looks like he'll have to put in quite the amount of work. [color=ed145b]"Go in, get information, ruin Varjo plans and save people? Music to my ears."[/color]

Granted, hearing the irony of an anti-monster nation being invaded by another anti-monster nation brought a sublime schadenfreude to him.

[color=ed145b]"And you can count on me. I'll make a good impression, as much as I can."[/color] Skarsneek grinned and waved assuredly with two fingers. Though inwardly, he was thinking of ways on how to mitigate the amount of attention he'll get from the locals. Perhaps wearing those straw hats and going about like a child will help? It always does in his journey.