Farish was aware that they had company, but chose filling his stomach as priority. He wasn't bothered in the least that the company came in the form of a Wolf Anithrope, having, himself, grown up in Anithrope territory. Chizu, on the other hand, stopped her meal short to glare suspiciously at the dangerous-looking man. Her first memories were of Anithrope lands, but this one was different somehow. The boy finally allowed his meal to be interrupted when the stranger tried to start up a conversation.<br/><br/>"Wind sprites can come in many forms," Farish responded, offering a small smile. "But yes, this is how Chizu looks. And we are best friends." Between the stranger's compliment and the elf-boy's praise, the Wind Sprite fiddled with her paws and blushed. Then, just like that, the stranger broke the mood.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Finally, someone with the same problem as me. Halfling much?"</span><br/><br/>Chizu stopped blushing and glared at the wolf-man with a harsh ferocity. Meanwhile, Farish's smile vanished and his eyes widened in an expression almost like he'd been horribly betrayed by someone close to him. The stranger quickly moved to correct himself.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Hey, not bashing it, after all, I am too. Different Race, though. Still, I feel calmer around you somehow."</span>Farish sat quietly as the man rustled through his pouch, offering Chizu a present.<span style="font-weight: bold">"A token of friendship. it is a Sprite power enhancement charm. took me 47 years to track it down." he looked to the boy and reassured him, "I didn't just steal that you know."</span><br/><br/>The boy paused for a moment then accepted the charm for his companion. "I never said you stole anything," the boy replied calmly. All the same, it looked valuable. He thought of offering it back, but the look in the wolf's eyes demanded he keep it. After a moment of prompting, the Wind Sprite allowed Farish to slip the charm around her neck. It looked pretty on her. Farish whispered this to her in her own tongue and she blushed a deep purple.<br/><br/>The boy's yet unspoken thanks was interrupted by another comment by the stranger.<span style="font-weight: bold">"If I am to travel with you, may as well ask now to avoid confusion. What are your names? And if you won't reveal that, then what may I refer to you as?"</span><br/><br/>"I am Farish Ke'il, and this is Chizu. Do you intend to travel with us?" It was more than a fair question. Farish was always open to making new friends, but some random stranger comes up to them, offers them a magical charm, then implies he'll be traveling with them? That was a disorientingly abrupt chain of events. "But more importantly, who are you and how do you know about me?" It was possible this man had seen his ears after he got close enough and made an educated guess, but the way he approached made it seem like he knew beforehand.<br/><br/>Even putting this strange person aside, other odd characters continued to file into the tavern. Among them, a loud man with a younger man touched by some dark sensation, and a bald man who seemed to possess advanced combat abilities. A strange crowd indeed. He avoided even looking at any of them to focus on his current encounter.