As Morrin approaches the welcoming gentleman, he wave and smiles softly. "Greetings good man! My name is Morrin, and I come here seeking the arcane arts." Morrin stops to shake his hand, eyeing him up and down slightly to judge his class and sense of taste. "I don't suppose you would know where the cities research office or school of magic would be would you" He asks as he stairs up at the impending walls of the new city he hopes to call home. As this kind man answers with directions, Morrin can't help but ponder how his brother might be doing. (perhaps I shall invite him to visit my study one day) he thinks to himself, as he make my way into the borders of the town, and scribbling his thoughts in his journal.