[b]Aboard the Intrepid
Observation Deck
Takács Mátyás[/b]

Takács was busy gazing at the open ocean with anticipation, and at first did not see the people showing up in the observation deck. When a voice started talking behind him. Turning around to the sound of someone talking, Takács did not know who he was talking to. So he simply listened to what the man had to say.

Which was a long bit about himself and a small bit about his brother, whom he brought with him. Some of which seems to be that he liked to hear the sound of his own voice and himself. Since that is what he mainly talked about and few else. 

So Takács awkwardly spoke to Michael. "Uh.... hi, I am Takács Mátyás and I am an archaeologist." He took a moment to fix his hat, and still sounded a bit awkward. "I am here since I got a letter from Natan and given the real possibility of reaching and exploring Omon. I knew I had to come along and see what wonders Omon has in store for us." He sighed, "I hope we find something that warrants my profession, but I know this will be a good experience either way."

Takács would ask Michael something, but he basically said enough that would not warrant any more questions. A strange start to a convention with strangers, he thought. Thus, Takács posed an open question to the gathered group on the observation deck. "So what do we here want to see in Omon? I want to see if this lost land has any natives or lost cultures that I could study and bring back traces to the world." Takács would lean back on the observation deck's railing and waited to see who would speak first.