Maker, another one. Brennan rubs a hand over his face in exasperation before heaving a put-upon sigh.
"It has to do with everything, because where I'm from, It's 9:42 Dragon," Brennan answers patiently. "Hearing your answer lets me know how much I'm going to have to explain and in what context. No, I'm not crazy, this place just enjoys playing with time. And just about everything else."
He dips into a slight bow, respectful and friendly. "But I suppose I should introduce myself first. Brennan Trevelyan, of Ostwick. Formerly, at least. I've spent more time in the Frostbacks of late that I'm practically becoming a native at this point."
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"It has to do with everything, because where I'm from, It's 9:42 Dragon," Brennan answers patiently. "Hearing your answer lets me know how much I'm going to have to explain and in what context. No, I'm not crazy, this place just enjoys playing with time. And just about everything else."
He dips into a slight bow, respectful and friendly. "But I suppose I should introduce myself first. Brennan Trevelyan, of Ostwick. Formerly, at least. I've spent more time in the Frostbacks of late that I'm practically becoming a native at this point."