[In a way, Dan Heng may be able to pass for a very weird Tiefling. Not that he knows that. So he just smiles faintly and enters.] I’m glad. Thank you Ser Darrington. That’s quite alright. [He’s very polite about titles. If it makes Taryon uncomfortable now is the time to say something….
Dan Heng’s eyes seem to light up looking at everything in here, his eyes being drawn in particular to the books…if there are any Gundam-like figures, that will get a fond smile out of him. Mr. Yang would have loved those…
He’s so distracted he nearly trips over a strange flat drone (roomba). Wow. There are many in here…Dan Heng clears his throat, flushing slightly.]
Y-Yes, of course. Let me… [He holds his hand forward, and a spear materializes. It’s old, but it’s hard to tell because it’s something that’s well taken care of. He holds it out to Taryon, his movements only a little hesitant.] Does this look like something you can work with? The one who made it is…gone. [Not dead but…long story short, it’s true.] I will still try and answer any questions I can…
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Dan Heng’s eyes seem to light up looking at everything in here, his eyes being drawn in particular to the books…if there are any Gundam-like figures, that will get a fond smile out of him. Mr. Yang would have loved those…
He’s so distracted he nearly trips over a strange flat drone (roomba). Wow. There are many in here…Dan Heng clears his throat, flushing slightly.]
Y-Yes, of course. Let me… [He holds his hand forward, and a spear materializes. It’s old, but it’s hard to tell because it’s something that’s well taken care of. He holds it out to Taryon, his movements only a little hesitant.] Does this look like something you can work with? The one who made it is…gone. [Not dead but…long story short, it’s true.] I will still try and answer any questions I can…