<i>TV? Tokyo, Japan? Nexus? Good person!? None of these things made any sort of sense to the man. Well, okay, that last one was a joke. The man focuses slightly as he processes the information, however his attitude sours.</i> &quot;Helpful as always, Loiosh.&quot; <i>The man takes another helping of klava, possibly scalding his tongue something fierce. But for now the pain was welcome. He sets down the mug and rubs his temples.</i> &quot;Okay. So...I am no longer where or when I was at one point. Verra's tit. What in Death's Falls does she have planned that involves a detour like this.&quot; <i>He reaches down with his right hand and touches the hilt of a blade, breathing deeply as he does.</i> &quot;Fine. Just means I need to make due on my own. Start up another ring to stop me from getting too bored.&quot; <i>He focuses again before turning to Homura.</i> &quot;Ah! Have you any teckla or the like rotting somewhere? My familiar seems to be looking for a snack and I forgot his rations back...in South Adrilankha...&quot; <i>He sighs.</i> &quot;Right. What I mean is any small critters you'd have running about.&quot;

<i>A rather nervous looking man slinks into the building with his back to most of those who were present. Perched on his shoulder was a small winged reptile that glared at the crowd. The man closes the door and appears take a breath before turning and assessing each figure one at a time. His expression changes drastically as if he'd found some sort of mental footing.</i> &quot;Huh.&quot; <i>The man seems to focus for a moment before walking to the counter and leans against it on folded arms. The shoulder mounted dragon continues to watch the man's back.</i> &quot;You. A mug of klava if you'd be so kind. A mug, not a cup. That part is important.&quot; <i>He addresses the girl at the counter before focusing once more.</i>

<i>Loiosh quickly makes his way through the air and onto Homura's shoulder, rubbing his head against her cheek. After a small chuckle from Vlad, the small reptile glides down to the counter and proceeds to carefully extract the eggs from their shells using his talons.</i> &quot;I wouldn't be apologizing for the cleanliness of your establishment. In fact, it almost makes me rethink the quality of some of my own buildings.&quot; <i>He focuses deeply but this gets him nothing but a furrowed brow.</i> &quot;He isn't here either. I really am on my own.&quot; <i>Loiosh shoots Vlad a sharp glare.</i> &quot;Quite. You should've been a minstrel. What with your expansive lexacon and wit to nearly match my own.&quot; <i>Loiosh throws back his head in what could only be a hiss of laughter. This leaves Vlad to nod at Homura.</i> &quot;Indeed. This is Loiosh, a companion when he feels like gracing me with his aid and a shoulder warmer the remainder of the time.&quot; <i>He then clears his throat before speaking again.</i> &quot;I am Vladimir Taltos, and I hail from Fenario. I am of the House Jhereg, that means little to you I'm sure. Loiosh is one of the species that the House is named after. And please, just call me Vlad. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Homura.&quot; <i>He bows his head respectfully before glancing at Brycen.</i> &quot;You, boy. Staring a sign of respect in these lands, or do you require something of me?&quot;

<i>His eyes go wide as the girl mentions her knowledge of klava.</i> &quot;Not often you see an Easterner with a taste for klava. You got quite the eye for the better things kid.&quot; <i>The familiar smell brings back memories of the good times and memories of the best times. The other memories didn't matter right now. He wears a smile as the mug is presented to him.</i> &quot;You've my thanks.&quot; <i>The man slides a couple gold coins across the counter to the girl. And then, he allows himself a taste of the brew. Or rather, he tried to but the sudden entrance of the eccentric knight made it a tad difficult.</i> &quot;It seems that some Easterners still don't understand that discretion is the better part of valor. Mister Hero of Justice would do well to get that through his skull.&quot; <i>With mild annoyance, the man lifts the mug once more and takes a sip as his face focuses. He places down the cup and turns to Homura once more.</i> &quot;Goodness me, I was so distracted I forgot to ask... where am I?&quot;