The dwarf bore the visage of youth, his demeanor elegant, yet Damien understood that, contrary to appearances, he was far older than he seemed. Standing at a diminutive four feet in height, he had a spry, yet weathered countenance, with a finely groomed white beard that cascaded down to his chest. His eyes twinkled with an ageless wisdom, framed by a pair of round spectacles that perched upon his button-like nose. Alexander wore a pointy green hat and a black cloak adorned with intricate yellow floral patterns, both front and rear. Completing his ensemble was a pair of long, ebony boots.
"Salutations, Mister Damien!" Alexander, the former monarch of the Mountain Smashing Kingdom, cordially introduced himself, extending a hand in greeting.
With a gracious smile, Damien reciprocated, "Greetings, sir. I've been eagerly anticipating our encounter."
