Large Footsteps announce the other new companion, as the Jotun conquer's an ancient enemy of his- Stair's. Cramped, Human Proportioned, indoor, stair's. He's barely able to navigate them stooping- but he did, thankfully, to his immense pleasure, find himself on an bed capable of fitting him if he curled up last night, that didn't break when he did so.<br/><br/>And so it is that the man who, after Magnus's acceptance, merely quietly watched the other's, descends to the main common room- and then to the meeting with the other's. He rumbles slightly, clearing his throat as he approaches- and then smiles cheerfully, offering simple words. "Good Morning, my new friends." He offers in an deep, rumbling tone, as he straightens out his staff to grasp it in two hands, and lean on it heavily. All in all, he looks far older than he truly is- and indeed... in the light of day, he is not so fearsome an shape.<br/><br/>In the light of day, he's revealed for what he is- an withered, burnt, and altogether damaged Jotun, who looks aged far beyond his years. "I hope that I, ahh... am not too late to the meeting."