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Therian was not used to such a crowd, his hometown being small and pretty connected but this was massive and loud. Even so, he pushed aside his anxiety and let himself lie about his pride, fake it till you make it. "Move aside good sir I have places to be!" Therian exclaimed with an arrogant scoff in his tone, puffing his chest out and holding his head high. "I am here to make a name of myself! I am Therian Von Novolester, named after my greatest grandfather, a man of wealth and purity! Do not waste my time with bleak greetings. I make haste to the biggest city in Almaris!" With no further introductions, Therian pushed past him, intending to put his name into some history and make sure he was remembered.

Loki look up upon the gentleman was nervous eyes, the stone walls and crowds of people made him tense. He pushed away his fears however and puffed out his fluffy white chest with false pride. "I seek work! I come from far away in search of my family but it was a lost cause, friend I made in Baldium told me to come here to learn more about how to be in modern society. I am good with wood things, I build good and craft well. I can also listen for ones who need to be heard." At the end of his words, the deer-man reached into his belt sack, pulling out a little wood carved deer, it was a simple design yet showed he was skilled in woodwork.