“Sooo…You’re Tirek. The guy who got betrayed by his brother, and now you’re on a revenge binge to overthrow the sisters?” Anonymous twirls his hooves around, trying to make sense of his unsurprising new friend. For the moment Anonymous can only look up at Tirek, a centaur isn’t what he had in mind for a party member, though he is jealous. Hands are a commodity he wishes he had.