"I guess it would be best if I were to start from the very beginning." Answering the question that came out of his own mouth, An'xhur came to a decision as he willed the space to transform to his liking, causing a chair made out of the material making up the white space to appear just a fair distance away from where An'xhur sat. "Please sit."
"Now that I think about it, I haven't gotten your name, human."
"You may call me Valyr," said Valyr as he sat down on the chair An'xhur conjured. "Valyr Zeihardt."
"A human from the Zeihardt clan?" Raising his eyebrows in brief interest, the half-orc looked at Valyr for a bit before his gaze returned to the way it was before, though a wry smile now adorned his face. "It seems the heavens have finally decided to take a bit of pity on me."
"Anyways…"
Whoosh!
