Nikolas pulled his attention back to the inn keeper when she spoke. Nodding his head as thanks, the tall man turned to face the small crowd, his gaze never lingering on anyone for more than a few seconds at a time before he spotted a woman sitting off on her own with a large journal and papers scattered around her. He paid little heed to the redhead who had stepped up beside him, asking about the inn just as he had done.<br/><br/>He heard her address him and turned his attention to her. Before he could answer her and give his name, a second woman approached and swept Teresa along with her. It seemed they were all here for the same reason so Nikolas made his way towards the woman in the corner. He could hear the two women following, and crossed his arms across his chest. He heard the woman, Mayleen, introduce herself and Teresa.<br/><br/>"And I am Nikolas." He finally introduced himself, his voice low. He listened to what the Lore-Master was saying, his head slightly to the side and his arms still crossed. He could speak common, it was necessary whenever he joined the traders and interacted with those outside of his tribe who didn't speak their own language. He could read and write it well enough for what he had been needed to do, which he hoped would be adequate enough for what the Lore-Master was asking. Nikolas took the papers he was handed and quickly scanned over them, making sure he understood what was being asked before quietly moving to a clear section of table to begin filling them out.<br/><br/>Nikolas read over the papers carefully, pausing several times due to either confusion, or simply not having an answer. Next of kin? The entire tribe was responsible for and like kin to one another. They didn't exactly have an address either, never staying in one place for very long before moving on. As for his job, he did many things, not having been given a set position yet. And hobbies? He never really had time for hobbies, always kept busy with jobs. Continuing his reading he was once more stumped at the chores. Would these be considered as what he did as a member of his tribe? His work? He wondered if chores for people around here were different than what he knew as chores...probably.<br/><br/>Finishing the papers off the best he could, Nikolas made sure they were stacked nicely before handing them back over to the Lore-Master.<br/>"I am afraid I do not quite follow the customs of these parts." He admitted to the woman.<br/><br/><dl class="codebox"><dt>Paperwork | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;"><span style="font-weight: bold">Your Name:</span> Nikolas Sigurdsson<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Next of Kin:</span> Bátur Tribe<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Kin’s Address:</span> North<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Are you married or engaged?</span> No<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Do you have any children at all?</span> No<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Do you have any property to take care of?</span> No<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">What is your job?</span> Fisher/Hunter/Trader/Tracker<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">What are your hobbies?</span> N/A<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">What chores do you like or dislike?</span> <br/>- Like: Hunting and tracking<br/>- Dislike: Gutting fish, babysitting<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Any Comments?</span> N/A</dd></dl>