The man had light blue hair and brown eyes and had piercings in his earlobes. His eyes widened slightly at seeing the two of them but he gave them a friendly smile and greeted them.
The two of them walked up to the table. One wore a black and grey jacket, and was carrying a large bag in one hand and a cane in the other.
Lance watched quietly as the man spoke with the stranger and took out two chairs for himself and his companion before sitting down. He looked around nervously before taking a seat across from the man, his expression becoming more worried as he took in his surroundings again.
"So are you a homeless man or not?" Lance asked.
The man smirked pulling out his swords slamming them on the table, making the other jump at the sudden movement. The man looked over at him smiling slightly.
"I am just a simple swordsman! Don't worry your pretty head about it." He said, his voice a bit deeper than most people would assume but that might just be because of how rough it sounded.
