The man takes his hand, engulfing Connor's comparatively dainty mitts. The handshake is firm but not crushing. "Thorin Stevenson," he replies with a smile. "We're glad to have you. I don't know what's happening to folks around here, but it seems...uncanny," he adds with a frown.
Connor is attracting a certain amount of interest from the younger female population. The village is very isolated, so a new face is a very rare event. In addition, by local standards, he's quite exotic looking. The locals are largely of northern European ancestry, with the coloration to match. Whether he picks up on this or not....
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Date: 2010-04-04 06:01 am (UTC)Connor is attracting a certain amount of interest from the younger female population. The village is very isolated, so a new face is a very rare event. In addition, by local standards, he's quite exotic looking. The locals are largely of northern European ancestry, with the coloration to match. Whether he picks up on this or not....