Within the center of the room sits a dashing young man. Dressed in a finely crafted black swashbuckling shirt, a matching pair of loose fitting pants, and a well traveled set of practical leather boots. The hilt of a heavy bastard sword protrudes over his right shoulder, whereas the handle of a pistol crossbow would be visible upon his left side, with a dagger on his right. He sits patiently within his chair with a certain air of confidence about him, as he casually takes in the sights around the room.<br/><br/>One thing that was immediately evident about the human, is that he was certainly a looker. From his jet black hair which hung just above his shoulders, his eyes as blue as the sky, Olive toned skin full of vitality and vibrance,  to his athletic and streamlined build, pleasantly toned and not at all big and bulky.  Everything about his image was aesthetically pleasing, symmetrical, and by human standards neigh perfect....almost impossibly so even. The neatly trimmed patch of facial hair, which starts at the very center beneath his lower lip and fans out to cover his well shaped chin, the only scrutiny one might make of his image at a glance, given the traditional norms of the region,  yet it could be argued that even this only served to add to his overall appearance.<br/><br/>Xarces, as the man is introduced, nods in turn to both the faerie and then the naga as each of them are welcomed. He sits patiently as Marius hints at their problem, and speaks of the hardships and mistrust that many of the less common races are faced with in the kingdom. When the opportunity presents itself Xarces would speak, his voice just as pleasing on the ears as the rest of him was on the eyes, smooth and mysterious, drawing the attention and curiosity of those who hear it. "It pains me to know that the world does not openly accept such lovely beings as the two ladies whom I am honored to be graced by their presence this morning." he comments smiling to each of them. "But as you mentioned, some races have a history of being untrustworthy, some more rightly so then others, as there are those who's only sin is their choice in dinning habits....." His voice trails as he seems to be lost in thought, as a subtle smile would creep across his lips. "But that is neither here nor there......" he pauses "Where are my manners.....allow me to introduce myself." he states standing from his chair to face the others "Xarces, at your service,  and it is a pleasure to meet you Tianna, and Annie." he bows courteously to each in turn "It shall be my honor, in assisting the two of you, most beautiful ladies,  in gaining the trust, that many less deserving individuals are simply born into possessing." His cyan eyes passing over the fae, and naga one after the other, they wandering over each and every one of their features as he nods politely and smiles whilst silently admiring his future traveling companions, seemingly impressed by what he sees, eager to get to know more about the two when the opportunity presents. (It certainly is my lucky day...getting to work alongside these two......it hardly seems fair that I am to be paid for this service.) He thinks to himself with a grin as despite not knowing what they would be tasked with doing, in his mind he was making out like a bandit on this deal.<br/><br/>With that Xarces nods once more to both of them, and promptly takes his seat once more. "As for questions, I have none, only to what problem you might have us solve, as well the release of any and all pertinent information pertaining to said problem." he asks leaning forward with an interested grin,  eager to hear what plighted the settlement of Faminburg, that was suited to their particular skills.